The night sky shrouded the battlefield in a menacing veil of darkness, lit only by the pale light of the moon. The air was cold, piercing, filled with the scent of wet earth mixed with the stench of blood and death. Every snarl and roar that echoed seemed to be a reflection of the deep hatred between the two packs as they fought mercilessly.In the midst of the brutal battle, where fangs and claws clashed wildly, the night grew even darker, making every breath heavier. The gleam of fangs ready to tear, eyes glinting sharply in the darkness, created a chaos that haunted the shadowy illusions.Kendrick felt a different kind of coldness, sharper and more cutting than the usual night wind. He looked up, staring at the moon in the sky as if searching for a sign. His instincts flared, telling him something was wrong.Jemma felt the same. She jumped out of the battle circle, clearly feeling the growing tension, like a rope tightening around her neck. Her legs trembled, not from exhaustion, b
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