POV: Nicholas
I had a restless sleep, for some reason and I was abruptly awakened by a call from my father:
"Did I wake you, son? If so, I'm sorry."
I sigh and reply: "It's fine, dad, good morning to you, too"
"Nick, there's something urgent that I must tell you."
I swiftly took the duvet off me and sat on the edge of the bed, my attention fully focused on my father's distressed voice:
"The team of vampires that we sent out last night to watch over the Raven Moon Pack had been decimated not far from their border. The ones that escaped have claimed that a single, lone wolf was responsible for the act, specifically an auburn-colored wolf."
I struggled to hold back a gasp as I swallowed, despite my dry throat. The auburn wolf is supposed to be a legend.
"Are you sure, dad?"
"Yes, so
