JC POV
This was going to be the end of Melody. There was nowhere left for her to run. Thief Alec had transformed into his wolf form.
As earlier dawn when start to move through the forest. The Thief wolf wasn't just large—it was massive, an unstoppable force.
Each step he took sent tremors through the earth beneath us, the ground shaking under the sheer weight of his powerful paws.
As Alec moved forward, Klinton and I followed close behind. There was no time to shift into our own wolf forms—we needed to remain human to speak the spell. The ancient words had to be spoken clearly, their power drawn from our voices.
As we drew closer, I could see them—wolves wreathed in flames, their bodies burning yet still alive.
