Chapter 95

I affirmed, my voice carrying a mix of resolve and optimism. The atmosphere in the room shifted, infused with a collective determination that bordered on defiance.

Our moods were elevated, and the anxiety that had clung to us like a shroud seemed to dissipate. The bond we shared, strengthened by the exchange of blood and lighthearted banter, created a semblance of unity in the face of adversity.

However, the reprieve was short-lived. A sudden change in the air disrupted our sense of triumph. The scent, carried by the night breeze, reached my heightened senses, and the realization hit me like a physical blow. The unmistakable scent of an army of enemy warriors enveloped my nose, a foreboding aroma that sent a shiver down my spine.

I turned to Sergio and the others, my expression mirroring the unease that flickered across their faces. The room fell into a hushed stillness, the air pregnant with the impending storm. "Fernanda, he's here," my wolf, Lara, whispered to my subconscious, her v