The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the dense woods of Montgomery. Marinetta paced along the edge of the clearing, her senses heightened. Something felt off tonight. Harley stood nearby, his eyes scanning the perimeter. His usual calm demeanor was replaced with a tense readiness.
"Do you feel that?" Marinetta whispered, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves.
Harley nodded, his jaw clenched. "We're being watched. But by who?"
Zack approached, his usually cheerful face etched with worry. "I've doubled the patrols, but so far, no sign of any intruders. The pack's on high alert."
Marinetta's father, Brian, emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding respect. "Could it be Laufey's pack?" he asked, his voice a deep rumble. "We need to find out their intentions. Silas and Lola have always been allies, but we can't take any chances."
