Third POV
Alpha Kyan, Carl, Agatha, Ethan, and Andrea moved through the forest, each step heavy with determination and the lingering tension of their last battle. The silence of the forest was interrupted only by the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. Every sense was on high alert, their nerves taut as they anticipated another ambush.
As they neared the edge of the forest, the distant sounds of a battle reached their ears. Snarls, growls, and the unmistakable clash of teeth and claws echoed through the trees. Kyan’s heart pounded in his chest as he quickened his pace, the rest of the group following close behind. They burst through the underbrush and found themselves on the outskirts of a pack’s territory.
Unbeknownst to them, this was Alpha Draven’s pack, wher
