One Month Later
Carlo had spent weeks carefully forming specialized teams to track the rogues. Every day, they ventured further into the wilderness, scouring for any sign of their camps. But no matter how deep they searched, they came up empty-handed. It became clear to Carlo that the rogues were constantly on the move. After their defeat at the hands of our pack, they must have fled, forcing even their wounded to keep up or risk being left behind. Yet, Carlo remained patient, convinced they would regroup eventually and make their return.
Carlo had been diligent about keeping me informed. He spoke with other Alphas, alerting our allies and neighboring packs of the rogue threat. But whenever it came to Leonardo, he said nothing, and I refused to ask, no matter how much I longed to.
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