Narrator’s POV
The night was shrouded in a blanket of darkness, broken only by the dimly flickering campfire around which the pack members had gathered. Their conversations were filled with the warmth of camaraderie and laughter. The world outside seemed to fade away as the flickering flames danced in their eyes.
Then, like a lightning bolt from the sky, a young wolf's voice pierced through the night, her eyes wide with fear. "Run! Run, everyone!" Her voice carried a terror that cut through the jovial atmosphere like a blade. Panic cascaded through the pack, her warning reverberating through the trees.
Corrigan, who had been engaged in conversation with some pack members, found her heart leaping into her throat. The pack's once cheerful gathering turned into a sea of chaos. The young wo
