Dylan approached the remaining members of Greyson's pack, his steps heavy with the weight of responsibility. As their Alpha and Beta had fallen in battle, leaving them leaderless, it fell upon him to address their uncertain future.The werewolves, their faces drawn and weary, looked up at him expectantly as he cleared his throat, preparing to speak."As your Alpha, is no more. Your pack needs a new leader." He began"Until Greyson's son, who is but a child of ten years, comes of age, you must have someone to lead all of you," Dylan said, his gaze sweeping over the assembled werewolves. "I ask you to consider carefully, to choose wisely, for the future of our pack depends on it."There was a murmur of agreement among the werewolves as they exchanged glances, weighing their options. Dylan could see the uncertainty in their eyes, the fear of making the wrong choice."We need someone who is strong, someone who is wise," one of the werewolves spoke up, his voice firm despite the tremor of
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