CHAPTER 10

Diane's muscles burned with the intensity of her defiance as she faced her stepmother, Beta Cassandra, amidst the chaos of the rebellion. The air crackled with tension, thick with the scent of smoke and blood, as the pack clashed around them.

"Save your threats, stepmother," Diane snarled, her voice a low growl of determination. "Your venom-laced lies end here."

Cassandra's eyes blazed with fury, her lips curling into a snarl as she launched herself at Diane, claws extended and teeth bared. Diane met her head-on, their bodies colliding with the force of a thunderclap.

The ground trembled beneath their feet as they grappled, locked in a deadly dance...