The weather had been perfect that morning.
Clear blue skies stretched endlessly above Karite Pack, and the warm sunlight made everything feel peaceful. Birds sang from the trees, children laughed, and for the first time in days Markus allowed himself to believe that maybe life was finally becoming a little easier.
He should have known better.
Life never stayed peaceful for long.
Markus was finishing a meeting with several visiting pack leaders when his phone vibrated inside his pocket.
He glanced at the screen.
The name of one of the school teachers appeared.
Immediately, his stomach tightened.
Teachers rarely called parents during the middle of the day for good reasons.
“Excuse me,” he said, stepping outside.
The moment he answered, the teacher’s anxious voice filled his ear.
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