Chapter 127
The moment the realization settled, the forest moved.
The shapes between the trees didn't hold their distance any longer, and the space around the pack tightened as they closed in with controlled precision. It wasn't a reckless charge or a sudden attack, but something far more deliberate, like every movement had already been decided before it happened.
Ryder felt it through the bond before anything reached him physically, the pressure shifting from observation into action. His stance lowered instinctively, his muscles tightening as his focus locked forward, every instinct sharpening at once. "Hold formation," he said, his voice steady despite the tension building in his chest.
The pack responded immediately, their movements clean and controlled as they adjusted around him. Some stepped forward while others held the outer line, their bodies ready, their attention fixed on the figures now stepping fully into view between the trees.
