In the days following the battle against the rogue shifters, the atmosphere grew heavy with uncertainty. The alliance forged between Maris and the Moonshadow Pack held steady, but Maris felt a gnawing fear that the darkness was not yet eradicated.
Every morning, she and Theodore trained side by side, their bond deepening as they learned more about each other's fighting styles and strengths. They took turns leading drills, infusing their sessions with not just techniques but trust and camaraderie.
But as each day passed, unsettling whispers fluttered through the air. Maris would catch snippets of conversations between warriors, feel traces of apprehension as they prepared for the next move.
One evening, after an intense training session, Maris threw herself onto the grass beside Theodor
