POV: Lucan The Compound was a powder keg, its tension electric and ready to ignite. Patrols moved like ghosts through the forest’s edges, their eyes sharp and their movements wary. Inside the walls, the pack simmered with unease, their whispers louder, their glares sharper. But it wasn’t the threat outside that worried me.It was the threat within.The council meeting started like the others: restless murmurs, reports of dwindling morale, and updates on defenses. I took my usual seat at the head of the table, trying to keep my composure as I watched Vrax.He was playing the long game, his smirk a weapon as effective as his claws. He didn’t speak often, but when he did, his words carried weight. I knew he was waiting for the right moment to strike.“Before we begin,” Vrax said, his tone casual but his gaze sharp, “there’s a matter I think deserves our attention.”I
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