Andrew's POVThe cave was cold, damp, and barely lit, just like my mood. The rest of my wolves stumbled into the dark, hidden space, each of them tired and battered from the battle we barely survived. I could feel the weight of their gazes on me—some confused, some disappointed, others downright angry. Even I felt disoriented. This wasn’t the outcome I had anticipated. Aiden’s strength, I expected. But the complete magical lockdown of his territory? That was unexpected, and it caught me completely off guard. I should’ve known better. His aunt Belle was known for her abilities, but I had underestimated her influence.As my wolves settled in, licking their wounds both physical and mental, I retreated further into the cave toward the section I had claimed as my own—a hollowed-out room deep within, where I had kept Shenaya and Zoey. My heartbeat quickened as I neared the door, with adrenaline still coursing through my veins from the fight.Shenaya and Zoey were mine now, whether they like
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