Chapter 39: The Siege

The night air was thick with tension, the kind that makes your skin crawl and your instincts scream.

I stood at the edge of the clearing, the moonlight casting long shadows through the dense trees that surrounded Silverwood.

The entire pack was on high alert, but despite our best efforts to prepare, an uneasy feeling gnawed at me, like something sinister was lurking just beyond the treeline.

"Sera," Rowan's voice broke through the oppressive silence, pulling me from my thoughts.

He approached with an urgency in his step, his eyes scanning the forest. "Alaric’s forces are moving faster than we anticipated. We need to reinforce the northern perimeter now."

I nodded, my mind already racing through the strategies we had painstakingly laid out. "Gather the strongest warriors. I want our best on the front lines. We can't afford any mistakes tonight."

As Rowan sprinted off to carry out the order, I turned toward the heart of Silverwood, where the rest of the pack was gathering in anxious