The morning came with an eerie stillness that clung to the pack's territory like a shroud. The usual hum of activity, the chatter of the wolves, and the rustling of the forest seemed muted, as if the earth itself was holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come. Alex awoke with a heavy heart, his mind racing through the plans they had meticulously laid out the night before.
Sara stirred beside him, her warmth a comforting presence against the cold reality that awaited them. As she opened her eyes, they locked onto his, filled with concern and determination. "Today's the day," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.
Alex nodded, leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead. "Today's the day," he echoed, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions brewing inside him.
