The packhouse buzzed with a newfound sense of urgency, the tension in the air almost tangible as wolves moved swiftly from place to place, preparing for what felt like an inevitable confrontation. The news from Kane had spread quickly—Killian's loyalists were gathering at the eastern border, and the Nightshade pack was preparing for war.
Amara watched from the edge of the courtyard as warriors sharpened their weapons, strategists gathered in small groups, and patrols were sent out to monitor the territory. Despite the seriousness of the situation, there was an undercurrent of determination in the air. The pack was ready to defend their home, their Alpha, and their Luna.
Darius stood nearby, his eyes scanning the scene with the sharp focus of a leader who knew the weight of the decisions
