The Third Person's POV.
The twins went to deal with rogue matters at the border early in the morning. Recently, the surroundings of the Greystar Pack hadn't been peaceful.
For several days in a row, pack warriors had discovered the bodies of several unidentified wolves at the edge of the forest, their hearts pierced by deadly silver, their faces twisted in agony.
An air of unease, like a thick fog, quietly enveloped the Greystar Pack.
This tension was almost tangible.
An indescribable anxiety permeated every corner of the pack, and even the air seemed filled with ominous premonitions.
This unusual atmosphere naturally did not escape the keen senses of the twins.
They worried that this might herald some terrible event, an event that could change everything they knew, and it kept thei
