The echo of the ancient horn rang through the Shadowfang Pack grounds just as the first fingers of dawn touched the horizon.
I jolted upright in bed, heart racing. That sound, it only meant one thing.
A council summon.
Within moments, the entire pack was stirring. Doors creaked open. Boots thudded against soil. My stomach twisted as I threw on my cloak, still tender from the injuries.
Something about this morning felt different, like the calm before a m******e.
"Caitlyn," a voice pulled me from my thoughts, firm yet calm. "To the Great Hall. Now."
I nodded, wiping sweat from my brow. Training had been grueling, but I would’ve gladly taken a hundred more rounds on the mat over what was coming.
The last time the Elders had summoned a full pack meeting, two Alphas had been stripped o
