Yung's pack. Standing at the center of his war council, Yung listened to the reports from his warriors, t

ces are already on the move, as expected. They'll reach the northern ridge within hours. I

strong, but the sheer number of enemies made every inch of ground hard to hold. Not to menti

strategy, but he couldn't shake the gnawing doubt. What

steady. "We hold the northern ridge. Send out every able-b

ression was grim. "What about

not let that cursed object fall into the wrong hands. Damien wants it

ed, then nodde

t really seeing it. His thoughts wandered back to the prophecy-his destined mate, the one wit

ithout her felt like the prophecy slipping further from his grasp. His father's word

me is right, my son. You mu

but to believe in the prophecy. If she didn't come, all would be

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khouse. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps, her mind racing as the sounds of preparation for war echoed around her. She had overheard the

secret pressing down on her. The dreams had grown more intense. Last night, she had seen

me. I ne

ted her as less than human. And if Alpha Damien ever discovered her

who sneered down at her. "Watch it, girl," he grow

her heart still racing. She had learned to keep her head down, to avoid confron

she overheard the deep voice of Alpha Damie

. "Yung's pack won't stand a chance once we break through their norther

dark power. But it had always been a distant legend-until now. If Damien was going after the stone, it could only

et that happen. Not after everything she had seen in he

heavily guarded, especially with the impending battle. And even if she did

bond. She could feel it pulling her, like a string tied to her

ed on her. The prophecy. Could it be real

of hope. She had a purpose. A destiny. And she w

she turned and slipped out of the packhouse, heading for the woods. She didn't know ho

Damien from unleashing the d