CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
The scent of pine and the crisp mountain air fill my lungs as Love and I weave through the dense forest, the underbrush crunching softly beneath our feet. We've been searching for hours, the anxiety gnawing at my insides with every step that takes us further away from the safety of Solar Crest Pack territory.
"Are you sure we're going the right way?" Love whispers, her voice laced with doubt.
"Positive," I reply, though my confidence wavers like a leaf in the wind. My dreams have never led me astray before, not when they show glimpses of the future. The rogue camp must be close, just beyond the reach of our senses.
We tread carefully, our movements as silent as the shadows enveloping us. The trees part, revealing a small clearing edged by jagged rocks. A few extingu
