As soon as the idea of visiting Marcus came to my mind, I knew I had to go. I couldn't just sit around waiting for things to happen, I needed to take action. With a newfound sense of purpose, I quickly began to prepare for my journey. First, I went to my closet and pulled out a black leather jacket
I returned to the packhouse in the evening, feeling drained and worried about my brothers. As soon as I entered the room where they were being kept, I could see that they were awake, but still in a lot of pain. It broke my heart to see them like this, and I knew I had to do something to help them.
I arrived at Marcus's place feeling like I was in a pressure cooker. The interior of my car was scorching hot, and the heat only seemed to fuel my frustration. I couldn't believe the events of the past few days - my brothers sick and in pain, the strange message from the enemy pack, the cryptic warn
I woke up with a heavy headache, feeling as if my head was about to explode. It was as if a ton of bricks had been dropped on me overnight, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of foreboding that weighed down on me. I tried to sit up, but the dizziness that hit me was too much to bear, so I lay back
As we continued standing there, glaring at the body and the officers doing their work, I was continuously hit by the strong smell of iron and a gruesome sight. I looked down again at the seer's body which was lying in a pool of blood, his skin already turning a pale shade of blue. The room was dimly
Evelyn's face went pale as she listened to me recount the details of what had happened. She tried to reassure me that everything would be okay, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. As she left my room, I collapsed onto my bed, feeling drained and defeated. I knew that my pack was in dang
I sat in my office, staring at the wall with a blank expression. My mind was racing, but I couldn't seem to grasp a single thought. It felt like my brain was a labyrinth, and every turn I took led me to a dead end. The events of the past few days had left me feeling helpless and lost. The death of
I called for an emergency meeting with the council of elders as soon as I got back to the pack. The situation was dire, and I knew I needed the wisdom and experience of the council to navigate through it. The council members arrived one after the other, and I briefed them on the situation at hand. I