The wolves stood united, a formidable force amidst the vast expanse of the realm’s field, anticipation crackling in the air like static before a storm. Alpha Colyn’s growl reverberated, a primal declaration echoing through the land, “Come forth, Kealan! The wolves, rightful heirs, have come to claim what is ours!” His voice, a symphony of dominance, carried far and wide, reaching the ears of both friend and foe alike.
Beside Alpha Colyn, Beta Raudan, a stalwart companion, lent his voice to the chorus, “We are aware of our mate’s presence within! Stand not in our way!” His words ignited a fervor among the gathered wolves, their collective howls resonating with the urgency of their mission. Yet, Alpha Colyn, ever the commander, raised a commanding hand, quelling the cacophony with a single
