Ashfang Clans
Alpha Zack’s POV
The night stretched over the Ashfang Clan like a thick, dark cloak. The moon, full and watching, bathed the land in silver light, illuminating the towering pines that encircled our territory like silent sentinels. The air was crisp, carrying the mingling scents of damp earth, smoldering firewood from the watchtowers, and the faint musk of wolves prowling through the trees.
Inside my quarters, the warmth of the crackling hearth did little to ease the weight pressing against my chest. I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming against the wooden surface of my desk. The anticipation was thick in my veins, a restless energy that my wolf mirrored. The upcoming dispatch was going to be massive—bigger than any before.
And with something that big came risk.
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