The silence that followed the Shadow King's warning was worse than the battle itself.
For several moments, no one moved.
The battlefield was covered with wounded warriors, broken weapons, and the scars of dark magic.
Grace stood frozen beside Damon.
Only one thought echoed inside her mind.
Thirty days.
Thirty days until the Shadow King returned.
Thirty days to save every werewolf pack.
Thirty days to prevent the destruction of everything she loved.
Damon placed a hand on her shoulder.
"We're not giving up."
Grace nodded slowly.
"We need answers."
"And we'll find them."
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Later that evening, the Alpha Hall was filled once again.
Every elder, commander, and advisor sat around the massive council table.
The atmosphere was tense.
No one had forgotten the enemy's warning.
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