Two days had passed, and the air in the Nightshade Pack was thick with anticipation and anxiety. Ryker had gone to meet Lyall, his sworn mission to convince the former Blood Moon leader to stand down and accept the merger. The peace between the packs depended on it. But now, there was no news. No word had come from Ryker, and it left everyone in a state of uneasy waiting.
Amara could feel the tension simmering beneath the surface of the pack. Every wolf seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for either news of success or a declaration of war. Darius was doing his best to keep things calm, but even he was beginning to show signs of frustration. He spent long hours with the warriors, training and strategizing, but when he returned to their quarters, Amara could see the strain in his eye
