The relentless run had drained them, their bodies sore from hours of pushing forward, their muscles aching from the relentless pace, but there was no time to stop, no time to slow down as the sky above them turned into an ominous shade of gray, thick clouds rolling in with a suffocating weight that sent a clear message, danger was near. The storm was coming, and it wasn’t going to be merciful.
Kaius and Raya, still in their wolf forms, raced against time, their instincts screaming at them to find shelter before the heavens unleashed their fury upon them. The wind had picked up, howling through the trees, bending branches and sending leaves flying in chaotic swirls. The scent of rain was sharp in the air, warning them that they had mere minutes before the downpour began.
And then, just as
