Tamara
The cool evening air brushed against my skin as I stood near the edge of the window, watching Beta Kain slip quietly past into the woods.
For days, something had felt off, and tonight, driven by a sudden, reckless curiosity, I decided to find out why.
I pulled my sweater tighter around myself and stepped out past the door and started following his trail into the shadows of the tall trees.
The forest was eerily quiet. As I moved deeper through the bush, trying to keep a safe distance so that he wouldn't notice me, a strange realization hit me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
I hadn't seen a single patrol wolf.
Usually, the Night Sword pack borders were heavily guarded by warriors shifting and running the perimeter, especially after dark.
But tonight, the woods we
