Chapter 66

MADELINE'S POV  As the night deepened, the air around the camp grew colder. The campfire crackled, casting shadows on the faces of the Warrior Wolves present. Sera sat in a corner, her arms wrapped around herself, while Freya chatted with a group of other Warrior Wolves. I kept glancing at Sera, sensing that something went wrong when she went to gather firewood.  "Everyone, gather up!" Louisiana commanded.  Immediately, everyone pulled together. Once satisfied, she divided us into two groups. One group, headed by Freya, would remain behind to monitor the camp, manning the perimeter to ensure no threats crept up unnoticed. The other group, which included me, led by Louisiana, would push forward into the dark, rough terrain to patrol for any signs of threat or danger.  I wasn't surprised that Louisiana put me in her group. It was exactly the kind of thing she would do—dragging me along, testing me without respite, waiting to see if I would break under her command.  Freya gave me a sympat