Chapter 31: Whispers of Doubt
The first rays of dawn filtered through the reinforced windows of the Silverfang fortress, casting long, jagged shadows across the command center. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and lingering smoke from the night's skirmishes, a reminder that peace was a fleeting illusion in this endless war. Kael stood at the war table, his powerful frame silhouetted against the holographic displays flickering with real-time updates. His stormy gray eyes scanned the maps, but his mind wandered to the woman beside him—Lyra, his fated mate, whose presence had become both his anchor and his vulnerability.
