Chapter 299 Counter Attack P@Rt One

• Caleb’s P.O.V
• The wind tore at my face as I sprinted behind my father, Alpha Camden, the pounding of our boots barely audible over the distant, unmistakable sounds of chaos—snarls, howls, the sickening crunch of bone against earth. Every stride I took was in sync with the sharp, purposeful rhythm of the others at my side: Beta Raymond, stoic and ever-watchful even now, his fists clenched tight; Jade, his face pale but his eyes burning with that unyielding fire he always carried into battle; and Shane, whose calmness in these moments was almost unsettling, like the quiet eye of a hurricane before everything exploded.
• None of us had shifted yet—we couldn’t. Not until we saw for ourselves. Not until we knew what the hell we were walking into.