Back in iron claw, the sun had completely disappeared into the horizon and night has taken over, patrols were out on duty when a sudden unnatural cold fell upon not only them but the entire pack. The standing patrols exchanged weary glances sensing the change in the air. They lifted their noses smelling for the threat when they burst out of the woods—unnatural twisted creatures. They were everywhere. Only one of the patrols made it back to the pack house to inform alpha Alessandro who had already sensed the change in the air and was marching out of the pack house with his beta.
The patrol, panting hard, dropped to one knee in front of Alessandro. "Alpha, they're here—twisted things, like nothing we've seen. They overran us fast. The others... they're gone." His voice shook, blood streakin
