James’ Discovery

James stood up and took a look at the scene around him, the moonlight filtering through the dense canopy of trees, casting a silvery glow on the ground. He watched his pack members, their laughter and camaraderie echoing in the night air. It was a rare moment of peace, one that he had longed for amidst the chaos that had plagued them for months.

For weeks, Marissa had trusted him with a heavy burden: to keep a watchful eye on Amelia, and he had diligently done it.

She had been a loyal member of the pack, but recently, whispers of her disloyalty had begun to surface. James had hoped the rumors were unfounded, but as the days passed, the evidence became impossible to ignore. He felt torn between his loyalty to the pack and the painful knowledge he carried.

As he stood there, contemplating his next move, the laughter of his packmates faded into the background. He recalled the night Marissa had first approached him, her voice low and serious. “James, I need you to watch Amelia. Something