The sun was barely up when Brielle gathered the pack's leaders for a meeting. The tension in the air was palpable, and everyone knew that the recent attack was just a prelude to something bigger. Brielle's mind raced as she considered their next move.

"We can't wait for them to strike again," Marcus said, his voice steady but urgent. "We need to take the fight to them."

Brielle nodded. "Agreed. We need to hit them hard and fast, before they have a chance to regroup."

James leaned forward, his expression serious. "We need a plan. Something that will catch them off guard."

Brielle's eyes lit up with determination. "I have...