The following days were a blur of recovery and heightened vigilance. The pack had successfully defended their home, but the threat of an unknown enemy loomed over them. Evelina’s wound had healed enough for her to move around, but the pain was a constant reminder of the battle they had faced.

Early one morning, as the first light of dawn filtered through the trees, Evelina and Alden were meeting with the council in the main hall. The atmosphere was tense, the gravity of their situation weighing heavily on everyone.

"We need more information," Evelina said, her voice firm. "We can’t afford to be in the dark about who or what...