Back at the Montgomery pack, the tension was palpable. The pack members were on high alert, ready for another attack. They had fortified their defenses, but the threat of the alpha loomed over them like a dark cloud.
Reed stood at the center of the pack's encampment, his eyes scanning the perimeter. He was worried about Harley and Marietta. The pack needed a plan, and fast.
Suddenly, a howl pierced the night air, signaling an incoming attack. The pack braced themselves, but instead of an assault, a lone wolf emerged from the forest, limping and bloodied. It was Harley.
"Get him inside!" Reed ordered.
Harley was quickly taken into the pack's medical tent. Maranda rushed to his side, her hands glowing with healing magic. "What happened?" she asked, her voice tight with worry.
Harley struggled to speak. "The alpha... it's after Marinetta. It wants her for the ritual."
Reed's eyes narrowed. "We need to find her. Now."
