***Dalton's POV***A loud scream shattered the early morning silence. I bolted as I sat up so fast my head spun. My wolf bristled inside me, sensing danger. More cries followed, echoing through the packhouse. The sound of running footsteps, frantic voices, and something else—something that made my stomach clench in fear.Suffering.Beside me, suddenly Evelyn stirred from my movement on the bed, her brows furrowing as she sat up. "Dalton… what’s happening?"I didn’t answer. I was already pushing off the bed, grabbing a shirt, and yanking it over my head.My instincts screamed at me to move. Evelyn was right behind me as I rushed toward the door, her bare feet barely making a sound against the wooden floor.The moment I stepped outside, my breath caught in my throat. The courtyard was chaos. Wolves ran back and forth, some carrying others, some shouting for help. The scent of blood, sickness, and fear thickened the air. My stomach twisted as I watched a warrior collapse onto the groun
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