Chapter 143

• We reached the southern forests just as the sun dipped below the horizon. This would be our campsite for the night before crossing into the Moon Valley Pack’s territory at dawn. The vans were carefully concealed, and the entire group moved deeper into the woods, carrying our backpacks.
• It was my first time setting up a tent, and thankfully, Leif stepped in to help, sparing me from inevitable embarrassment. Meanwhile, Kenzo was preoccupied with securing the perimeter, his phone pressed to his ear as he coordinated the attack with other group leaders. Managing so many people spread across the vast southern region had to be a logistical nightmare, yet he remained composed—strict, unwavering. His authority was absolute, his commands leaving no room for question.
• I had to admit, he looked undeniably attractive in that role.