Difficult Choices

The moon hung high in the night sky as Kyla sat on the porch of the pack house, her thoughts swirling like the wind through the trees. Inside, the pack leaders were still debating the situation. The revelation that someone in the pack might have betrayed them left a bitter taste in her mouth. Trust was already fragile after Asher’s unexpected return, and now this added another layer of uncertainty.

Damian had taken charge, interrogating the warriors and leaders who had known about the mission, but so far, they had found nothing. Everyone claimed innocence, and the tension in the air had only grown thicker.

Kyla’s hand instinctively rested on her belly as she stared out into the darkness. The medallion, now safely hidden in her room, pulsed with an energy she could still feel. The responsibility of protecting the artifact weighed heavily on her shoulders, and the fear of what could happen if it fell into the wrong hands kept her awake at night.

Footsteps behind her broke the silence, a