The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the Crescent Moon Pack's territory. The air was thick with anticipation and tension. The pack had secured the artifact of Elysium, but the threat of Morgath and the Shadow Clan still loomed large. They needed to prepare for the inevitable confrontation.
POV: Alex
Alex paced back and forth in the central clearing, his mind racing with strategies and contingency plans. The artifact of Elysium lay safely in the heart of their den, its gentle glow a constant reminder of their hope and the burden they carried. He knew they couldn't afford any mistakes; every decision could mean the difference between survival and annihilation.
"Ethan, I need you to double the patrols," Alex ordered, his voice steady but urgent. "We can't let our guard down for even a moment."
Ethan nodded, his expression grim but determined. "Consider it done. I'll personally oversee the night watch."
POV: Sara
