Adrian and Elara knew that their alliance with the Redwood Pack was a crucial step in preparing for the looming threat of Rylan and the dark magic that had unsettled Silverwood. But as the days passed, they felt a growing sense of urgency. They needed more than just strength and unity; they needed knowledge and a plan to confront this formidable enemy.
The den where they often met was illuminated by the soft glow of a candle. On a worn wooden table, ancient scrolls and books were scattered, their pages filled with the lore and prophecies of werewolves. Adrian and Elara poured over these texts, searching for any clue that might lead them to understanding the source of Rylan's dark power.
"The legends speak of a celestial weapon," Elara said, her finger tracing the lines of an old parchmen
