Multiple POVs
Aiden POVThe howl that split the night air made every wolf in our group freeze. It wasn't just any howl—it was Brock's war cry, but it sounded wrong. Desperate. Terrified.
"He found them," I said, my heart pounding against my ribs. Through our pack bond, I could feel my brother's rage and fear mixed together like a storm.
Elder Marcus, who'd insisted on coming despite his age, grabbed my arm. "That howl came from the Cursed Cliffs. If the Shadow Wolves have made their base there..."
He didn't need to finish. Everyone knew the stories about those rocks. Wolves who went up there alone never came back down.
"We have to help him," Luna said, startling me. The former beta's daughter had changed a lot since the Winter Moon Festival, but I hadn't expected her to offer for something this dangerous.
I was about to agree when another sound reached us—Lily's voice, carried on the wind like magic.
"I can feel all of you. The pack ties aren't really broken."
