"Some doors do not open with power, but with the weight of what you are willing to lose to enter."
ALARIC'S POV
The Frostbite Divide was an apt name for the mountain pass we had just breached. It was a point of no return, a towering barrier of jagged, snow-crusted rock where the weather was an enemy as brutal as any rogue wolf. Beyond the Divide, the air thinned to a biting, crystalline sharpness, and the silence was so profound it bordered on madness. I pushed forward, driven by the knowledge I now possessed: the coordinates for the Omega's Cradle in the Grey Pass, and the terrifying truth that Elias was fighting for his life and the pup's survival alone, anchored only by Niko's cold resolve.
