Chapter 170

Nate's POV

I knew exactly what had happened to Freddie. He had been swift enough to give me a signal—a brief, frantic gesture that conveyed his dire situation before he lost consciousness. The urgency in his eyes was a silent alarm, an unspoken plea that left no room for doubt.

"They found them. We need to move, now," I barked, my voice cutting through the thick fog of adrenaline and fear. Every second was a precious commodity as we dashed toward our objective, the weight of the moment pressing heavily on our shoulders. The few Alphas who had pledged their support had sent their men to aid us, but my focus was singular: reaching Freddie before the situation worsened.

The forest seemed to close in around us as we raced toward the clearing. Trees blurred into dark shapes their silhouettes ominous against the moonlit sky. The ground beneath us was uneven, each step a jarring reminder of the urgency. The distant sound of battle grew louder, a cacophony