The black light spread through their bond like poison, but before it could destroy them entirely, howls echoed across the night sky. Not just one or two—hundreds of them, coming from every direction. "What now?" Kane groaned, helping Celeste to her feet. Tobias ran to the shattered window, his face turning pale. "Enemy packs.
At least five different ones, all going straight for us." Shadow-Marcus laughed as his black infection continued eating away at their link. "Did you think I only had one plan? While you were playing with predictions, I was making deals. Every Alpha who ever wanted Blackwood land, every pack that ever held a grudge—they're all coming tonight." Elara felt sick.
