Chapter 45
Killian’s POV
I stepped out of the witch’s cottage, the cool night air bating against my skin. The moon hung high above, casting a pale glow over the forest. Every part of me was on edge, my heart pounding with the urgency to find Mira. The amulets of protection hung around my neck, their silver pendants cool against my chest. The sacred dagger rested securely at my hip. I gripped it briefly, reminding myself of the witch’s words: Pierce his
heart.
I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed my father’s number. It rang twice before he answered.
“Killian?” His voice was rough, likely from the stress of the past few days.
“I have Mira’s location. She is being held in a tower deep in the Red Forest, south of the Blue Moon pack.”
There was a pause. “The Red Forest? That is dangerous territory. Are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I need backup. As many guards as you can spare. Send the Beta and Gamma too.”
“I’ll handle it,” he said firmly. “Meet them at the edge of the forest. Be careful, son.”
“I will,” I promised before ending the call.
I wasted no time. The drive to the meeting point was a blur. When I arrived, several guards were already waiting. My father’s chief guard, Marcus, a large, imposing man with sharp eyes, stood at the front. His presence alone made me feel more confident. The Gamma was beside him, his usual calm demeanor giving off a sense of readiness.
“We are ready when you are,” Marcus said, his gaze steady.
“We need to move fast,” I told them. “Time isn’t on our side.”
We all piled into two black SUVs. The engines roared to life as we sped toward the forest. The road was
rough, the trees growing denser with each passing mile. My hands gripped the wheel tightly, my eyes
scanning the darkness ahead. The Red Forest loomed closer, its reputation for being treacherous weighing heavily on my mind.
After a while, the road became nearly impassable. Thick roots and dense vegetation made it impossible to
continue by car.
“This is where we shift,” I announced as I stepped out of the SUV. The others followed suit, already preparing
for the change.
Leo pushed forward eagerly. Let me out, he growled. We need to run.
I nodded, giving him control. The shift was swift, my body morphing into my large, black wolf. My senses heightened instantly, the scents of the forest filling my nose. The others shifted too, their wolves standing ready. Marcus’s wolf, a massive brown beast, stood beside me, while the Gamma’s gray wolf flanked my
other side.
I let out a low growl and took off into the forest, the others following close behind. The ground beneath my paws was soft, the damp earth muffling our steps as we ran. The trees blurred around us, their branches stretching like skeletal fingers. The scent of pine and moss filled the air but I focused on the faint trace of
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