In the heart of the Blue Moon pack's office, tension hung like a storm cloud, heavy with the weight of uncertainty. Jackson, Marcus, Caroline, and Marcia paced restlessly, their eyes repeatedly flicking to the clock on the wall. The countdown was relentless, each second passing like an eternity. In the next 20 minutes, they knew a crucial decision had to be made – to wait for their missing friends' signal or initiate the rescue mission.
Marcus and Jackson engaged in a conversation around mundane tasks and training schedules, their voices a façade meant to cloak their anxiety. Their words were mere distractions, feeble attempts to divert their minds from the real possibility that their friends might be in grave danger.
Meanwhile, Marcia worked with Caroline on honing her lycan abilities,
