Third Person POV
The Northern Pack's grand meeting hall hummed with barely contained tension. Fifty Alpha wolves gathered around the massive oak table, their faces illuminated by flickering torchlight. At the head of the table, Council Leader Xavier stood, his imposing frame casting long shadows across ancient stone walls.
"The prophecy is unfolding," he declared, his voice carrying that unmistakable Alpha command. "Our reports indicate the white wolf has emerged somewhere in the Southern territories."
Murmurs rippled through the assembled Alphas. Some exchanged knowing glances, while others shifted uncomfortably in their seats.
"The Council's directive is clear," Xavier continued, his gray eyes scanning the room. "Every eighteen-year-old Alpha female must be brought in for examination
