Chapter 50 - Ambush

As the first light of dawn creeps over the horizon, the Redbone Pack moves into position. The northern front, led by Wilson, approaches the Hydra Pack’s encampment with deadly stealth, their senses attuned to every rustle, every whisper of the jungle around them. Jason’s southern contingent does the same, advancing through the dense undergrowth, their footsteps silent but sure.

The trap is set. The Hydra Pack has no idea what is coming.

Wilson nods, his jaw set in determination. "Good. We must hit them hard and fast, like a serpent striking its prey. Show no mercy, no hesitation. Cortis’s arrogance has made him vulnerable, but he’s still a cunning adversary. We cannot afford to underestimate him."

The Redbone Pack’s warriors, bristling with barely restrained savagery, move with a lethal grace as they prepare for the ambush. Each wolf knows their place, their role in the intricate dance of death that is about to commence. They have been honed for this moment, their instincts sharpened