The morning after the battle was a strange mixture of relief and tension. The pack had won, but the victory was a hard-fought one, and the lingering threat of future conflicts weighed heavily on everyone’s mind. Evelina awoke early, the events of the previous day replaying in her mind as she dressed and made her way outside.

The clearing was already bustling with activity. Wolves moved about, checking on each other and tending to the aftermath of the fight. Evelina spotted Alden across the clearing, speaking with a group of pack members. His presence was a comforting sight, a reminder of their shared strength and leadership.

"Good morning, Alpha," Jaxon...