Chapter 356. Not Knowing

Caleb’s POV

Branches cracked under my boots as I pushed myself harder, my lungs burning, but I refused to slow down. Damien was just ahead of me, his breathing ragged but determined, and Shane trailed behind us, muttering curses under his breath until finally he snapped, his voice loud and cutting through the night air.

“Why the hell didn’t we go back to the packhouse?” he shouted, his tone sharp with frustration. “We could’ve found shelter there, maybe even regrouped. Instead, we’re out here running like fugitives.”

I threw a quick glance over my shoulder, my jaw clenched, my words harsh when I answered. “Because that would’ve been the most dangerous choice we could’ve made. You don’t get it, Shane. There’s no certainty the wraiths haven’t already managed to control the rest of the pack. And even if by some miracle they haven’t, dragging a bunch of possessed beings back into a house filled with our pack, filled with our family, with innocent lives? That’s n