The pack’s camp was in chaos when they returned. Wolves darted through the trees, their eyes wide with fear, as news of the hunters' approach spread like wildfire. The air was thick with tension, the scent of adrenaline and anxiety stinging Lena’s nose as she hurried after Marcus and Damien.
Marcus led the way, his commanding presence keeping everyone calm despite the rising panic. Lena could see the weight of leadership pressing down on his shoulders, yet he remained steady, his focus unyielding. Damien, on the other hand, was all intensity and fire, barking orders with a harshness that only served to heighten the pack's urgency.
As soon as they reached the heart of the camp, Marcus turned to face Lena. “Stay close to me,” he said firmly, his blue eyes filled with concern. “The hunters
