Ravena's POV
Evander turned to look at me, his expression calm. Too calm for someone surrounded by potential enemies.
"Everything is under control," he said quietly.
"Under control?" I repeated in shock. "We are surrounded!"
"I know," he said simply. Then he raised his voice, addressing the warriors behind us. "Fall back! Form a defensive formation! Now!"
The warriors obeyed immediately, moving with practiced coordination. Within seconds, they had formed a tight circle, weapons drawn, eyes scanning the darkness.
I stood beside Evander, my hand on the hilt of my sword, my wolf pacing restlessly inside me.
"Stay calm," Evander whispered, his voice meant only for me. "Trust me."
"I am trying," I muttered, my eyes fixed on the shadows.
The shapes moved closer, stepping out of the dar
