The morning air was sharp, cutting through my fur as we approached the border. The Crescent Vale pack had gathered in the clearing ahead, their teeth bared, eyes glowing with hunger.
I shifted into my wolf, muscles coiling, claws digging into the dirt. Behind me, my best friend Zack shifted too, his gray fur bristling, teeth flashing. He gave me a nod — steady, confident.
And beside us, my father — Alpha Joseph — towered in his half-shifted form. His golden eyes burned with focus. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. His presence alone was enough to make my wolf growl with power.
We were ready.
I took a deep breath, letting the bond between us settle in my chest. Zack’s energy flowed beside mine, constant, protective. My father’s bond — deep, commanding, steady — pulsed like a dr
