The moon hung high, casting an eerie glow over the forest as Lane and Raze, flanked by their men, prowled through the forest surrounding the pack they were about to attack. Their breaths came out in ragged huffs, breaking the silence surrounding them as they drew closer and closer.
Lane's heart pounded in anticipation and excitement, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he scanned the area for any signs of movement, but there was none; everyone was tucked in their beds, unaware of the trouble that was about to befall them.
Raze, his partner, nodded silently, signaling they were ready to strike. With a silent command, they advanced stealthily into the pack grounds but were spotted by two guards who were patrolling the grounds.
"Who are you-?" But before he could finish his sentence,
