The forest didn’t sleep that night.
After the Northern Alpha’s warning, the entire territory had shifted into preparation mode. Wolves moved through the trees in organized patrols, their senses stretched to the edge of the borders.
Fires burned in several clearings, casting orange light over tense faces.
Three days.
That was all the time they had.
Three days before another pack—larger and stronger—arrived to take everything Darian had built.
Lila stood near the training field as several wolves practiced shifting and combat movements. Snow kicked into the air as two fighters collided, rolling across the ground before separating again.
The sound of claws scraping frozen earth echoed through the clearing.
Selene approached beside her.
“They’re nervous,” Selene said quietly.
“Can you
