The tension was palpable as the pack mobilized, their instincts sharp and ready for the confrontation ahead. Jason led the way, with me at his side, hoping my determination evident in the fierce look in my eyes. Each step brought us closer to the northern border, where the scent of unfamiliar wolves hung thick in the air, sharp and acrid with danger.
“Stay alert,” Jason instructed, his voice low but firm. “We don’t know what we’re dealing with yet. Remember your training; stick together.”
The pack moved in formation, a wall of strength and unity. Jason's heart raced, the adrenaline coursing through him as we approached the edge of their territory. In the distance, he could see shadows moving—dark figures flitting among the trees, their intentions unknown.
As they neared the border, Jaso
