Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, moving with unnatural grace. It was tall and cloaked in shadows, its eyes glowing with an eerie light. Gabriel stepped forward, his stance firm. “Who are you? What do you want?” he demanded, his voice echoing in the stillness.
The figure paused, its gaze sweeping over the gathered pack members. “I am but a messenger,” it intoned, its voice a chilling whisper that seemed to seep into the bones. “The darkness is but a herald of what is to come. Surrender the hybrids, and your lives will be spared.”
Gabriel’s jaw tightened, his eyes blazing with defiance. “We will never surrender. We will protect them with our lives if necessary.”
The figure’s lips curled into a sinister smile. “So be it,” it said before melting into the shadows.
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