"I just received an urgent call from the Full Moon pack," he began, his voice heavy with concern. "They are experiencing an outbreak with symptoms strikingly similar to what we just witnessed in this young warrior."
A collective gasp filled the room. Elora felt a chill run down her spine. The implications of this were dire.
Chief Healer Anto furrowed his brows. "How many are affected?"
"Dozens," Markus replied. "They reported cases of extreme weakness, convulsions, and the telltale black veins. It's spreading rapidly, and they have no idea how to contain it."
Azriel's jaw tightened, his protective instincts flaring. "This could be catastrophic if it spread to other packs."
Elora's heart ached for the afflicted wolves. "We need to help them," she said, determination in her voice. "We c
