Another group of wolves emerged from behind the trees, low growls rumbling in their throats. Their gazes were cold, laced with doubt. Harry felt their sharp eyes piercing through him, judging. The Alpha beside him remained calm, but his voice echoed in Harry's mind, "They do not approve. They deem you unworthy. You must prove yourself, Guardian."Harry tightened his jaw. Proving himself. He had been doing that his entire life. Every step of his journey had been an act of validation. He looked at the Alpha, then shifted his gaze to Clara and Arthur standing behind him, their faces tense. Worry was etched clearly upon them, but so was an unwavering trust. That was enough for him."I will prove it," Harry said, his voice steady—not just for the Alpha and the doubting pack, but for himself. He pulled the obsidian artifact from his bag. The object's coldness now felt familiar, like a part of his own self he had just discovered. The energy from the circle of sacred stone

"Arthur..." Clara whispered, her voice choked. She looked at Harry, then toward the unfamiliar streets beneath the same overcast sky. A hollow, piercing sensation took hold of Harry’s chest. They had managed to escape the explosion; they had managed to avoid the danger. But at the cost of Arthur. M.V.'s betrayal felt like a crushing blow, exacerbated by the reality that they were trapped here, separated from Arthur, and that The Veil had seemingly vanished after dropping them off."We have to go back," Harry said, his voice cold. A lupine tone began to creep into every word. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the distant city skyline, where strange flashes of light were visible again. That familiar yet alien wave of energy could be felt once more, a sign that a new threat was not only lurking, but spreading. "We are going back for him.""But the portal is closed, Harry," Clara said, her eyes radiating a mix of desperation and resolve. She gripped her tablet tightly, as if it were her o