Chapter 100 – The Young Wolves' First Hunt

• The two little cubs bent low and slipped through the narrow gap beneath a robot’s chassis—they were so small they fell completely outside the machines’ scanning range.
• Lucy’s cheeks were flushed red, her face set tight with focus. Mia copied her exactly, eyes locked forward, the two of them like young wolves poised to spring on prey.
• I was breathing hard. “What’s the plan?” I asked Ethan under my breath.