CHAPTER 122- Lurking in the Shadows

Magnus was saddened by the news that Cyrus had returned to the villa alone. Another group of warriors had lost their lives in the treacherous forest, and the weight of their deaths added to the heavy burdens he was already carrying. It would have been bearable even if Cyrus had not succeeded in finding the Wolf Healer, so long as everyone had returned alive. The loss of his men, the brothers he had fought beside for years, was a blow he could scarcely endure.

The atmosphere in the villa was tense, the air thick with grief and the silence deafening. Magnus could feel the eyes of the pack on him, searching for strength and guidance, but he was drowning in his own despair. The memories of each fallen warrior haunted him—their laughter, their loyalty, the way they had looked to him for leadership. Now, they were gone, and their absence left a gaping hole in his heart.

"It's okay, dude," Alex said softly, placing a comforting hand on Magnus's shoulder. His voice was steady, but Magnus coul