Carter, the hunter who managed to escape, ran back to their camp, panting, his face streaked with sweat and dirt. The other hunters watched him warily, sensing the tension in the air. Frank, the second-in-command, stood in the center, arms crossed, his piercing eyes fixed on Carter.“Why have you come back alone? Where are the others?” Frank questioned, his voice low and dangerous. ““They... they’re dead. An Alpha from another pack came with his warriors and launched an attack on us, they ambushed us. We didn’t stand a chance,” Carter explained, swallowing hard his saliva as he wiped the sweat on his forehead.“You were twenty in number, armed with weapons. How did one Alpha and a few warriors take you down?”“They were different. They were stronger than any other werewolves we’ve faced. They had weapons too, even guns,” Carter answered, his voice wavering “Why didn’t you contact us? You could have called the camp for backup!” Frank said.“We tried to call for backup, but—”“But w
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