***
The midday sun cast a warm glow as Ethan and I walked silently toward the edge of the pack's territory. The echoes of the recent rogue attack reverberated in our thoughts, creating an unspoken tension between us.
The crunch of leaves beneath our feet was the only sound until I gathered my courage to break the uneasy quiet. "Alpha Blackwood," I began, the formality of the title feeling stark against the backdrop of our covert rendezvous, "you mentioned this ancient power last night. What is it? And why would rogues be drawn to it?"
Ethan's gaze remained fixed on the distant border as he spoke, "It's an ancient force within our pack, tied to our history. Lately, it's become more volatile, attracting rogues and putting everyone at risk."
Intrigued and slightly anxious, I pressed furth
