Liam POV
As I stood there beneath the towering trees, my body refused to move. It was unlike anything I had experienced in my seventeen years. My wolf went completely silent in my head and withdraw .
JC and Klinton continued their ritual, their eyes turning a brilliant white as radiant beams of light descended from the heavens, enveloping them. The air was alive with energy as deathly souls began to ascend, drawn into the light.
I searched desperately for Melody, but she was no longer there. Perhaps the light had taken her, carried away in its otherworldly embrace. The fiery wolves that had once prowled menacingly were gone, their presence extinguished by the overwhelming glow.
The air thrummed with a low, harmonious hum that seemed to come from the light itself. JC and Klinton's voices echoed, speaking words I couldn't comprehend—a language both foreign and ancient.
