DAMIEN'S RAGE

As Damien tore through the dense forest, the sounds of battle faded into the background, replaced by a singular focus: finding Ralph. The weight of vengeance bore down on him, urging him forward with every step. His heart raced, fueled by adrenaline and the haunting memory of his mother’s sacrifice. He could not allow Ralph to escape the consequences of his actions.

The path twisted and turned beneath his feet, but Damien's instincts guided him through the shadows. Each rustle of leaves, each snap of a twig heightened his senses, ready to confront the enemy that had dared to challenge his family. He could almost hear Ralph’s mocking laughter echoing in his mind, taunting him, reminding him of the price of his mother’s death.

Meanwhile, back at the pack house, chaos erupted as Elena’s labor pains intensified. She clutched her belly, her breath coming in short gasps, a mix of pain and anticipation flooding through her. The news of impending conflict had thrown the entire pack into turmo