As we draw closer, I strain to listen, trying to catch snippets of their conversation.
“They’re coming for us,” one rogue whispers, its voice trembling with fear. “We can’t stay here.”
“We have to find a way to protect ourselves,” another replies, its tone frantic.
Wren glances at me, her eyes wide with concern. “They’re scared. They don’t know what’s happening.”
“Maybe we can help them,” I suggest, my instincts urging me to intervene. “If they’re being manipulated, we need to find out who’s behind this.”
Before Wren can respond, a loud rustling interrupts us, and I turn to see a larger, more powerful wolf — dark and imposing — emerging from the trees. It exudes an aura of authority, and the rogue wolves immediately fall silent, their eyes wide with fear.
“Enough!” the wolf snarls, its voice deep and resonant. “You will not question your place. The time is coming when we will rise, and you will follow!”
My heart races as I realize this is no ordinary rogue. This is a leader, one who is rallying them for something far more sinister.
Wren’s grip tightens on my arm, her eyes wide with fear. “We need to leave. This isn’t safe.”
I nod, knowing that we can’t confront this leader without putting ourselves in danger. “Let’s go back and regroup. We’ll inform Wyatt and Dalton.”
We retreat silently, backtracking through the forest until we reach the safety of our territory. The adrenaline courses through my veins, and I can’t shake the feeling of unease that has settled in my gut.
Once we’re back at the packhouse, I quickly gather Wyatt and Dalton, sharing what we witnessed. “There’s a rogue leader rallying the others,” I explain, my voice filled with urgency. “They’re scared, and I have a feeling they’re being manipulated.”
Wyatt’s expression darkens as he processes the information. “We need to find out who this leader is and what their intentions are. If they’re rallying the rogues, it could spell disaster for us.”
Dalton nods, determination etched on his face. “I can send scouts to keep an eye on their movements. We need to know what they’re planning.”
Wren steps forward, her voice steady yet filled with concern. “We also need to keep our defenses strong. If they’re rallying, they may come for us.”
“I’ll increase patrols along the borders,” Wyatt replies, his voice firm. “We won’t let them catch us off guard.”
As we finalize our plans, I feel a sense of urgency settle over the pack. We are on the brink of something, and I know we need to be prepared for whatever comes next.
That night, as I lie in bed, I can’t shake the feeling of dread that lingers in the air. The rogue leader’s presence is a dark shadow, and I know that we must uncover the truth before it’s too late.
With Wren by my side, I feel a flicker of hope amidst the uncertainty. Together, we will fight to protect our pack, our home, and each other.
11
URGENCY
Harrison
As dawn breaks,I rise with a sense of purpose, ready to face the challenges ahead. Wren is already awake, her gaze distant as she stares out the window, the morning light casting a halo around her.
“Good morning,” I say softly, and she turns to me, a warm smile spreading across her face.
“Good morning,” she replies, her voice still heavy with sleep. “Are you ready for today?”
I nod, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. “As ready as I can be. We have a lot to do.”
After a quick breakfast, we gather the pack for a strategy meeting. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation as we share our findings from the previous day.
Wyatt stands at the front, his expression serious. “We’ve gathered information about the rogue leader. We need to prepare for the possibility of an attack.”
Dalton adds, “I’ve sent scouts to monitor their movements. We’ll know if they attempt to breach our borders.”
Wren speaks up, her voice steady. “We need to strengthen our defenses. I can create protective wards around the territory, but we need everyone’s help.”