The moon hung high in the night sky, its silvery light casting long shadows across the forest floor. The air was charged with anticipation as the packs gathered in the clearing, their numbers swelling with each passing moment. News of the Elders of the Night had spread like wildfire, and now the leaders of the united packs were convening to discuss their next move.
Alex stood at the forefront, his gaze sweeping over the assembled wolves. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him, but he knew they had the strength and unity to face whatever lay ahead. Beside him stood Sara and Marcus, their presence a constant source of support and strength.
"Are you ready for this?" Marcus asked, his voice a mix of concern and determination.
Alex nodded, his expression resolute. "We have to be. The Elders won't wait for us to make the first move. We need to be proactive and show them we're not afraid."
