The forest felt… off.
Daniel noticed it immediately.
He had been on patrol for hours, moving through the outer borders of the territory.
Everything looked normal.
Too normal.
No movement.
No sound.
Not even the usual rustling of small animals.
Daniel slowed his steps.
His instincts sharpened.
This wasn’t right.
He crouched slightly, scanning the ground.
Tracks.
Faint.
But fresh.
Not from his pack.
His jaw tightened.
“Who’s been here…” he muttered.
Back at the pack—
Lyra couldn’t focus.
She tried training.
Failed.
Tried resting.
Failed.
Even staying still felt impossible.
Her wolf was restless.
Uneasy.
Alert.
Something was wrong.
She could feel it.
Not just emotionally.
Physically.
Deep.
Lyra stood suddenly.
“I need air,” she said, stepping away from the tr
