The night air was thick with tension as Seraphina and her pack raced through the darkened woods, their footsteps echoing in the silence. They were hot on the trail of the traitor, their hearts pounding with adrenaline as they pushed themselves to their limits.

"We can't let them get away," Tristan said, his voice urgent as he scanned the surrounding trees for any sign of movement.

Seraphina nodded, her jaw set with determination. "We'll catch them, no matter what it takes."

But even as they spoke, the traitor remained one step ahead, their trail disappearing into the darkness like smoke in the wind.

"We're losing them," Magnus said, his voice...