The shrill sound of alarms pierced the air, accompanied by the distant sounds of chaos and battle. The Black Forest Pack was under attack. Warriors rushed to their stations, while pack members hurried to the shelters. The tension was palpable, as the pack mobilized to defend their home.
Azriel emerged from the quarantined room, his expression stern and focused. He immediately sought out Alpha Ben and Beta Graham, who were directing the warriors.
“What’s happening?” Azriel demanded.
Alpha Ben’s face was grim. “We’re under attack. Waves of rogues are hitting our borders from the east and the west. It seems that it’s a coordinated strike.”
Azriel’s mind raced. “A planned attack,” he realized aloud.
“Exactly,” Alpha Ben confirmed. “We need to get to the front lines.”
Beta Graham, eyes wi
