Third POV
Zara drifted into a fitful sleep, her body exhausted from the grueling labor. Her mind, however, was far from restful. It plunged her into a nightmare so vivid and horrifying that it felt disturbingly real.
In the nightmare, Zara found herself standing in the middle of the pack's territory. The once peaceful and serene surroundings were now engulfed in chaos and flames. The acrid smell of smoke filled the air, mingling with the metallic scent of blood. The sky was an ominous shade of red, as if the heavens themselves were bleeding.
Everywhere Zara looked, she saw destruction. Houses were ablaze, their wooden structures collapsing under the weight of the inferno. The trees, once tall and majestic, were now reduced to charred remains. The ground was littered with the bodies of
