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The atmosphere around the pack was thick with tension, the usually lively grounds now eerily silent. It was the weekend, a time when the pack would usually be bustling with activities; children playing outside, parents chatting in the gardens, and teenagers moving about in groups, their laughter filling the air. But today was different. The news of Kayla’s kidnapping had spread like wildfire, and now, the entire pack was in lockdown.

Guards were stationed at every entrance, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of unusual activity. Parents kept their children close, staying indoors to avoid any potential threats. The teens, who usually roamed freely, now walked in pairs, their usual carefree demeanor replaced by a cautious vigilance. Everyone knew that any odd movement could lead to immediate questioning or worse, being locked up until the situation was under control.

Inside the mansion, the tension was even more palpable. In the living room, Stephanie sat on the couch, her face