Chapter 23: Ashes of the Past

Kael’s POV

The scent hit me before the fire did.

Smoke. Acrid. Wrong. Not the clean burn of lightning-scorched trees, but oil-soaked, deliberate. A trap.

My wolves’ howls carried the alarm through the forest, sharp and frantic. They were scattered, trying to contain the blaze, but the wind was me...

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