"We need to get back to the pack," I managed to get out, forcing myself to my feet despite the searing in my muscles. "We need to prepare."
We move through the exhaustion, our bodies screaming from the relentless journey.
Every step is heavier than the last, and the closer we move into the Freedom Pack's territory, the more urgent this mission becomes.
The event of the moon is upon us-there's no time to waste. The air hums with anticipation, some ghostly reminder of what's to come.
We finally break through the edge of the forest and see the familiar sight of the pack grounds.
The camp is in an uproar, all in urgent motions to ready the defenses and prepare for battle.
Near the center, the pack leaders are bunched together, faces grave with acknowledgment of what's to come.
We has
