Mika
Chaos erupted across the pack lands as fierce fights broke out, the sounds of snarls and growls echoing through the air like a chilling symphony. My mates, loyal and unwavering, were doing their utmost to shield me from the turmoil, but my focus was elsewhere. I couldn’t shake the urgent need to locate any she-wolves and pups who might be caught in the crossfire, vulnerable and defenseless amidst the chaos.
Adrenaline coursed through my veins, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling a knot of anxiety twist in my stomach. This was my first real battle beyond the confines of rigorous warrior training, a stark reality that felt both exhilarating and terrifying.
The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on my shoulders; I could only hope that no one would pay the ultimate
