CHAPTER 76. THE WEREWOLF ARMY

ATHENA'S POV

The hall was bathed in the soft glow of flickering torches, casting shadows on the ornate tapestries that adorned the walls. The air was tense, charged with an undercurrent of urgency that seemed to vibrate through the room. Seated next to Xavier, I felt the weight of responsibility settling upon my shoulders as we awaited the arrival of the elders, the Alphas of neighboring packs, and some of the most formidable Alphas in the region.

The elders entered the hall along with the Alphas, each emanating strength and authority, took their designated seats around a large, rectangular table. The atmosphere crackled with a sense of unity and purpose, but underlying it was the unspoken acknowledgment of a looming threat.

Xavier, at the head of the table, stood tall, his eyes commanding attention as he began, "Thank you all for gathering here. We face a common enemy, one that has shown its fangs with a recent attack on our pack. But it's clear this was a warning—a harbinger of a mo