The pack meeting Luna had called was interrupted before it could begin.
As the Silver Moon Pack members gathered in the main lodge, discussing the implications of the Human Protection Council's threat, a commotion erupted outside. This time, it wasn't the mechanical roar of government SUVs—it was something far more ominous. The temperature in the lodge dropped by at least ten degrees, and every werewolf present felt their hackles rise as an otherworldly presence approached their sanctuary.
"Vampire," Kane growled, his hand instinctively moving to the silver knife at his belt. "On pack lands."
Luna's heart clenched as she recognized the supernatural signature washing over the settlement. "Victor," she whispered.
Through the lodge windows, she could see him emerging from the tree line li
