Chapter 87

AUTHOR'S POV That morning, thick fog shrouded the border region between the Nightveil Pack and the neutral zone. Callista stood among a group of warriors led by Archer, Kaelos' trusted Beta. The cold air pierced her skin, but she didn't care. This was her first day training at the border—a day she had been looking forward to since Kaelos gave her permission a week ago. “Stay close to the group,” Archer instructed in a serious tone. “The border may seem calm, but the situation can change in an instant. Especially with the suspicious activity that has been reported lately.” Callista nodded, gripping the silver knife at her waist tightly. She was ready—or at least she thought she was. They patrolled along the rocky trail, their sharp eyes observing every movement among the trees. The synchronized sound of their footsteps created a soothing rhythm, even though tension still hung in the air. After about an hour of patrolling, Archer raised his hand, signaling the group to stop. “Someone's a