The tension in the air was palpable as Stella, Bryan, and Ethan were escorted deeper into the Shadow Wolves' stronghold. The heavy stone walls seemed to close in around them, and every step echoed through the chamber like a ticking clock counting down their fate. The Alpha had granted them a chance, but it was clear that failure was not an option.
Stella stole a glance at Bryan. His face was impassive, but she could see the unease flickering in his eyes. Ethan, on the other hand, was tense, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. They both knew this alliance was their best shot at taking down William, but the cost of failure would be their lives.
"We have to stay sharp," Stella whispered, her voice low as they walked. "Whatever they throw at us, we face it together."
Bryan nodded silently, his jaw tight. Ethan simply grunted, his eyes scanning their surroundings for any potential threats.
