Diane stood tall, a look of grim determination etched across her regal features as she addressed the gathered pack. "My brothers, my sisters - we have basked in a hard-fought peace these past moons. Our unity has allowed us to rebuild and fortify our ancestral home."

She swept her piercing gaze across the rows of attentive wolves. "But as we all know, true guardians of the ancient ways must remain ever-vigilant. Darkness also grows stronger in the world's shadowed corners, biding its time to strike."

A low rumble of growls met her words. Diane could sense her packmates' instinctive protectiveness flaring up.

"Gamma Leon has received deeply disturbing omens from...