Chapter 61: The Unexpected Enemy

The crisp morning air did nothing to quell the tension that gripped Silverwood. I could feel it in every breath I took, the lingering unease that settled over the pack like a heavy fog.

The wounds from the recent battle were still fresh, both in body and spirit. But even as we tended to the injured and mourned the fallen, a new threat was already making its presence known.

“Are you sure about this, Rowan?” I asked, my voice laced with skepticism. We were gathered in the war room, the scent of pine and earth filling the space, but the atmosphere was anything but calming.

Maps and reports were scattered across the table, but none of them offered answers—only more questions.

Rowan’s jaw tightened, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a simmering frustration. “There’s no mistake, Sera. The scouts confirmed it.

We’ve got a new player on the field, and they’re not just here to pick up the pieces. They’re here to finish what Alaric started.”

A growl rumbled low in my throat. “Another enemy