POV: Elara
The morning after our encounter with Finn, I stood at the heart of the compound, watching as wolves went about their preparations. Tension rippled through the pack, an undercurrent of unease that none of us could ignore. We had taken every precaution, yet the discovery of Silas’s markings and the possibility of a spy still lingered in our minds, a constant, nagging threat. We were fortified, vigilant, and prepared to defend our territory, but the feeling that something was simmering just below the surface wouldn’t leave me.
That same morning, a messenger arrived from a neighboring pack—an ally I hadn’t expected to hear from. Cedar Hollow Pack had always kept to themselves, their territory far enough away to avoid direct conflict with Silas, yet close enough to share whispers o
