Chapter 205

Author Mara watched from the edge of the treeline, her steps soundless against the mossy forest floor. Blood soaked the clearing. Fur littered the ground. Everything was unfolding exactly as she had planned. The air was thick with fear, rage, and betrayal. Those were the feelings that fed the darkness growing inside her. In the center of the chaos, two massive wolves clashed in brutal rhythm. Sherman and Noah. Alpha against Alpha. Gold against black. Pride against fury. They tore into each other with teeth and claws, neither willing to back down. Mara smiled, sharp and cold. She breathed in the chaos like it was her favorite drug. Her eyes gleamed, not from bloodlust, but from satisfaction. She didn't flinch at the violence. She welcomed it. Fed on it. Let it coil around her like a cloak. This was never about territory. It was never about the woman caught between them. This was about power. Raw. Primal. Violent. And every drop of blood spilled on this battlefield fed that power. Every