The moon sailed up into the sky, scattering a silver glow all over the place. It wasn't a full moon, and thus all the werewolves were in their senses; the only things on their minds were war and victory. They all stood outside the packhouse in their wolf forms, their soft fur shining in the white light. The strongest and most skilled warriors amongst them: Alpha Grayson, Luna Alice, Beta Lucas, Axel, Stefan, Warren, Catherine, along with Derek and a few others, stood right at the front of the pack, ready to protect those behind them.
None of them was entirely sure of what was going to happen. Some felt victory was clear, yet they felt afraid, and some were unsure of it, and yet stood confident and brave. They weren't even sure when battle would take place, that too, if it did. The pack kn
