and thought about the Dark Moon pack. I hated them with every ounce of my soul. And so did my pack, too. I hated Alpha Tristan's father, Tony, for killing my mother and not giving her a

r them had only grown, and I wasn't alone. My father, Will, had spent years raising me to

I felt a strange heat coil in my stomach. I shook my head, trying to dispel the sensa

through my thoughts via mind link. His voice echoed i

ed to be home half an ho

. There was no point in arguing with Dad. « I'm sorry,

the tension in it. « Okay, sweetie. Come quickly. T

this morning. So why was another one necessary? It wasn't like we were in the middle of a war or anything. Picking up my pace, I tore t

ly in the breeze, and I could smell the damp earth and pine. It felt comforting, like home. I trot

n I shifted for the first time, I was sixteen, and it hurt so much I thought I was going to pass out. But now, at eig

e picked up again as I hurried across the grounds toward the main hall. The large building loomed ahead, its stone

stepped into the main hall, every conversation, every whisper, came to a sudden halt. All eyes turned to me,

lifted to see him standing at the foot of a small stage, his posture sli

steps echoing in the quiet hall. As I approached, I noticed that my father s

ng his hands through it more than usual. His round green eyes, which were usually bright and full of energy, were tired. There was a slight crease between his brows, one that had deepened over the years, but he

g the familiar warmth of his arms around me. « Y

ugh. « Just a lot on my mind. I'm glad you m

neat rows, a mixture of older and younger wolves. There was a low murm

xt to him. The room grew even quieter, and I noticed Alpha Mike was standing at the ce

e of, even if his methods sometimes seemed a bit... too gentle. His reputation was solid, and under his lea

rawing everyone's attention. His deep voice echoed th

ed to address. » His words hung heavy in the air. « It involves the Dark Mo

couldn't be serious. Were they really preparing for another war? My hands clenche

ike continued. « But the situation has become more... urgent. They're not just

e now. The pack meeting wasn't just about a simple update. I

lways been a threat, but this-this felt different. They were up to something, an

door to the hall creak open behind me. I turned my head quickly, m

ine

h my entire body. Every hair on the back of my neck stood up. My heart poun