The Shadow Fang Pack collapsed within a week.
Without Magnus, without Elena, without the experiments and the compounds and the network of suffering — it simply crumbled. Wolves who had followed out of fear found they had no reason to stay. Allies abandoned the sinking ship. The great rival that had haunted Ironcrest for generations became nothing more than a name.
A warning.
A lesson.
Sera heard the reports filtering back through Garrett. Alpha after Alpha abandoning their posts. Soldiers shedding their colors. Entire dens walking away from pack lands they'd occupied for decades. The infrastructure Magnus had built — the compounds, the supply lines, the communication networks — all of it fell into disrepair, crumbling like a body with no soul to hold it together.
The Shadow Fang terri
