The morning sun had barely begun to break through the trees when Avery found herself on the outskirts of the pack's territory, still deep in thought about the recent rogue attack. She felt a strong sense of duty to ensure her pack's safety and to uncover the motives behind the assault. Determined, she decided to take a walk along the perimeter to clear her mind and think about the upcoming plans for increased security.
As she ventured deeper into the woods, lost in her thoughts, she suddenly felt a chilling sensation creep up her spine. Instinctively, she shifted into her wolf form, her senses on high alert. The forest, usually a comforting and familiar environment, now felt eerie and threatening.
Without warning, several rogues sprang from the shadows, surrounding her. Their eyes gleame
