Brian and Sylvia stayed up all night, preparing their weapons and planning for the rescue.
At dawn, they headed for the execution grounds, where a crowd had begun to gather. The pack members stood silently, none daring to speak—a testament to the oppressive rule of their Alpha.
The Alpha, standing on a platform, looked down, clearly pleased with the fearful obedience. "My dear subjects," he announced. "As your Alpha, I have the authority to deal with any threat to our pack. Today, we are to execute a man—Arthur, the Alpha of our rival pack. He came here under the guise of discussing territory but used it as an opportunity to criticize my rule. We cannot allow someone who seeks to divide us to live. Therefore, he will be executed!"
The crowd remained silent.
The Alpha frowned, his power
