Chapter 57

• "You've got to be kidding me," I muttered, gripping the handle of my sword as the rogue wolves closed in, their eyes glowing with malice.
• Beside me, Rogan exhaled a deep breath, his knuckles white around his own weapon. "No. This is real, Ava. It's now or never."
• I could feel the tension in the air, thick with the weight of what was about to unfold. The final battle. Valen's army had arrived, an unstoppable wave of aggression and chaos that threatened everything—the pack, the life I had fought for, everything. And yet, as I stood here, heart racing, I could feel the gravity of the prophecy pressing on me once more. There was no turning back now.