Mundo ficciónIniciar sesiónA low growl cut Silvia off, and in the next moment, wolves burst out from the woods, their eyes glinting with purpose. My heart raced, my mind reeling—how had we not sensed them? These weren’t rogues; their movements were too disciplined, their auras too strong, radiating the authority of pack wolves.
“Damn it,” Silvia cursed under her breath as they surrounded us, at least ten of them, maybe more lurking out of sight. From the corner of my eye, I







