CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
The forest whispers secrets, and I am its confidant. My boots are silent against the mossy floor as I weave through the knotted trees, each step purposeful on my journey to Shadow Tail territory. The afternoon sun flirts with the horizon, casting elongated shadows that blend with the darkening underbrush. My senses are alert, scanning for the slightest rustle, the smallest shift in the wind that might signal danger—or an ally.
As the woods thicken, the scent of pine and earth mingles with something else—something familiar. Golden Paw territory. With every step, the boundary grows closer, and so does the risk of encountering their wolves. Even as allies, meetings between packs are often charged, a dance of dominance and respect.
Suddenly, a low growl vibrates through th
