Chapter 41: A Spark Of Hope

Daniel's POV

The war between Andrew’s Pack and mine raged on, exhaustion began to set in. The once fierce and aggressive wolf warriors we sent to fight for us now moved in slow, sluggish movements, driven purely by sheer willpower to continue fighting. Blood and sweat dripped down our matted fur as we each desperately tried to gain the upper hand, but the victory seemed to be slipping away with each passing moment.

Day and night, we fought tirelessly, not wanting to succumb to our opponents, the hatred between us had become so ingrained. As time went on, the war never ceased, and it grew more violent with each passing day. We both suffered heavy casualties as we fought tooth and nail for dominance. The once lush and lively forest was now dark and desolate, with broken trees and piles of rubble littering the ground.

Andrew once filled with a lust for power and control and wanted me desperately dead, now looked weary and fatigued. Deep lines etched onto our faces, showing the countle