POV: Callum WellsStood at the brink of the woodland, I peered down onto the domain of the Purple Moon pack. Everything was starting to fit together. From behind me, my reliable lieutenant, Kavrin, called "Sir." " The shadows are in position."We nodded. Good. and the pack?" Kavrin said, "They suspect nothing," grinning. "They think Ivory and Darrel are still away, visiting some relative."I laughed. Stupid people. They had no idea what was ahead.I said, "Let's move," and we sank into the darkness.I felt the power pulsing through my veins as we slipped among the trees. The shadows slid to my will, encircling us like a garment. Years of learning had gone toward mastering this skill, but today I was invincible.We arrived on the outskirts of the main clearing for the pack. Without their leaders, wolves lingered about appearing anxious. "Remember the plan," I said to Kavrin quietly. "We are here to compile facts, not to start a fight. Not now.He nodded, and then we broke off. Staying
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