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Alpha Damien and Alpha Enzo sat in the command center, papers and maps sprawled across the table before them. The soft hum of the screens and the steady drip of rainfall outside were the only sounds cutting through the tense silence. Damien's fingers drummed against the table as his eyes darted from map to map, while Enzo leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, deep in thought.

“We need to narrow down potential hiding spots,” Damien said, his voice thick with growing frustration. “She could be anywhere, Enzo. The pack's territory is vast, and there are countless abandoned structures, remote areas, caves—too many places to hide.”

Enzo nodded, his sharp eyes scanning the maps. "True, but we have to start somewhere. Where’s the last place she was seen for sure?"

Damien pointed to a spot on the map, marking the mall where Caleb last saw Kayla and the mysterious woman. “Right here. The cafe in the mall. But after that, she and Matilda just vanished. No one saw them leave, and the security