Chapter 47 The Final Stand Begins

Chapter 47 – The Final Stand Begins The camp was alive with the heavy sounds of preparation. The clanging of metal, the creak of leather, the growls of wolves transforming into their battle-ready forms—all these noises blended into a single, undeniable symphony of war. Lena stood at the edge of the camp, her eyes lost in the horizon, watching as the first rays of dawn crept over the mountain peaks. Shadow Ridge. The place that had become both a symbol of finality and a terrifying myth, where the last battle would determine the fate of her people, of all the packs.