As we stood amidst the dense trees, the sight of the lifeless guards, lined up side by side was horrifying. The deep cut marks on their bodies were evidence of a brutal attack. It seemed impossible that any being with a conscious could have done such a thing.
Ethan, inspecting the wounds closely, furrowed his brow and spat out with fury, "This wasn't done by just any wolf. It's the mark of a Deanite wolf."
Turning to the gathered crowd, he added with a tone of dark humor, "It seems we have Deanite company."
I had suspected Nethan might be behind this, but the evidence now pointed in another direction.
Without wasting any time, Ethan called for an urgent meeting with all members of the pack. The air was thick with tension as everyone realized the gravity of the situation. Meanwhile, Laura, sensing the imminent threat, decided to head back to her own pack. She wanted to warn them and ensure they were prepared for a possible Deanite assault.
