CHAPTER 122. TAKEN

AUTHOR'S POV

The forest enveloped Xavier and his companions like a shroud, the dense foliage casting shifting patterns of light and shadow as they raced through the underbrush. The damp earth squelched beneath their paws, the rhythm of their footfalls echoing through the silent woods. Cameron, Devon, and the other warriors moved with primal grace, their wolf forms sleek and powerful as they followed their Alpha, through the labyrinthine maze of trees in their wolf forms.

As they approached the familiar cabin where they had discovered Panton's lifeless body, Xavier's senses heightened, every nerve tingling with anticipation and dread. The air crackled with tension, heavy with the scent of impending danger. Cyrus's taunting words echoed in Xavier's mind, a grim reminder of the threat that loomed over them.

Ignoring the cabin, they pressed onward, their instincts guiding them along the trail of paw prints left by Cyrus. But as they delved deeper into the heart of the forest, the tracks