The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the city. The werewolves and vampires were on high alert, having barely managed to fend off the latest wave of attacks. The uneasy alliance between the packs was beginning to fray under the constant pressure. As they regrouped, new threats emerged from the shadows.
Marinetta stood on the balcony of the Montgomery Pack's headquarters, her mind racing with the events of the past weeks. Harley had been captured and then freed, but the scars of that ordeal still lingered. Silas, once a trusted ally, had been possessed and turned against them. And now, whispers of an ancient evil had begun to spread through the ranks.
