Third Person POV
The guard moved swiftly through the dense woods toward the small cottage where Evelyn Graves, Ben's aunt, lived. He was a seasoned member of the pack, known for his vigilance and loyalty, though not particularly well-known outside the pack’s inner circle. Tonight, his task was clear: bring her back to the pack house for questioning.
As he approached the cottage, a sense of unease settled over him. The air felt heavy, and the familiar scent of the forest was tainted by something metallic; blood. The guard’s pulse quickened as he recognized the scent. He broke into a run, pushing through the underbrush until he reached the cottage’s clearing.
The small, wooden structure stood silent in the moonlight; its windows dark. The scent of blood grew stronger, making the guard’s h
