The morning air was crisp, a stark contrast to the heavy tension that had filled the clearing just hours before. The sunlight filtering through the trees painted the scene with an almost serene glow, but Marinetta couldn't shake the unease that gnawed at the edges of her thoughts. The woman's parting words echoed in her mind, a dark promise that refused to fade with the dawn.
As the pack began to disperse, returning to the safety of their territory, Harley lingered by Marinetta's side. His presence was grounding, a reminder that they had faced darkness before and emerged stronger each time. But today, there was a weight in his gaze that mirrored the worry in her heart.
"Marinetta," Harley's voice was gentle, but the concern was clear, "what's on your mind?"
