"Alpha, the borders are clear." The runners informed ahead to the following platoon.
They divided themselves into small teams mixed with hunters and wolves. Then they formed several groups into clusters. Dean, Dimitri, Tristan, or Connor led these clusters. Even if it was an alliance made of an unwarranted situation and convenience, the hunters and Goldmoon wolves have learned over the years to be around each other for missions.
"Good news. Wait for us. We will be here any time now." Dean ordered his runners.
Then he turned to Tristan for the next course of action. Tristan called his allies inside the Greybeard. They would disconnect the pack from the rest of the world as soon as the full moon shines brightly in the night sky. While the Greybeard would be engaged deeply to celebrate t
