"I didn't understand at the time, so I asked her why. Her words still echo in my memory: 'The pack will come. That man is already dead and doesn't know it.'
She was right.
A few days later, right here in this very region, that same human was found and ambushed. The entire pack had come for him. Not one or two, but all of them. Males, females, even the old battle-worn alphas. He tried to run. He tried to hide. It didn't matter.
They knew.
They tracked him with a precision that defied logic, and when they caught up… he didn't stand a chance. He was torn apart, not just for vengeance, but as a warning to others.
That's the Golden Mane way."
