Chapter 050
DARIUS
I buried myself in the reports my spy had gathered from the other packs. The information was grim, troubling in ways that made my chest tighten with concern.
They were doing nothing to contain the mess of the nightwalkers. Absolutely nothing. Every pack was simply panicked, scrambling to protect themselves without any coordinated strategy or shared intelligence.
So far, across all five packs that had been attacked, almost a hundred pack members had migrated to other territories seeking safety.
The nightwalkers were not just killing wolves—they were destroying the fabric of pack life itself, creating refugees and chaos.
I sighed and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples.
This was exactly why I was planning to invite every pack to celebrate the Harvest Moon
