Chapter 45 Find The Luna - II

• The sound of paws hitting dry earth echoed all around. One by one, the wolves shifted—muscles stretching, claws extending, golden eyes shining under the moonlight. They were ready to track, to hunt, and to destroy anything that threatened their Luna. Ready to find Eulália.
• All of them—except the Alpha.
• Alaric remained in his human form, black clothes stark against his pale skin, eyes locked on the horizon as if he could see straight through the forest. His body was tight with tension, every step toward the village’s edge like a wire pulled too tight. He would wait for all groups to clear before heading out on his own.