Waiting for them were James, Sky, and Tim, their closest and most trusted allies. The three men stood with wide smiles, their relief at seeing their Alpha and Luna return obvious in their warm expressions.
“Welcome back,” James said, stepping forward to embrace Azriel in a firm, brotherly hug. Sky and Tim followed suit, each taking turns to greet their leaders. The exchange was filled with genuine warmth, their bond deepened by years of shared battles and victories.
As they stood talking, catching up on the latest happenings in the pack, a sudden, high-pitched scream cut through the air. All heads turned sharply, eyes scanning for the source of the sound. It wasn’t long before they spotted a small figure racing toward them with wild abandon, a streak of dark hair and fast moving limbs.
