Chapter 98: The Unexpected Ambush

The night was eerily silent as we moved through the dense forest. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig beneath our boots felt like a thunderclap in the tense stillness.

My senses were on high alert, my heart pounding with each step. We were close now. Too close.

“Marlow,” I whispered, keeping my voice low. “How much further?”

He glanced at the map in his hand, his brow furrowed in concentration. “Not far,” he replied softly. “The supply route should be just ahead. We need to—”

A sudden movement in the shadows cut him off, and I froze, instinctively reaching for my dagger.

The air grew heavy with the scent of wolves—enemy wolves. They were here, waiting for us.

“Ambush!” I hissed, but it was too late.

The forest erupted into chaos. Shadows burst from the trees, snarls filling the air as enemy wolves charged us. I barely had time to react before one lunged at me, its fangs bared.

I twisted away, slashing with my dagger, but there were too many of them. They came from all side