The camp was quiet in the morning light. Everyone was still recovering from the strange night of the eclipse and the battle. The red glow from the moon had vanished, but the memory of it hung in the air, leaving everyone a little uneasy. I could see my pack looking around, whispering to each other, wondering what would happen next. The world felt different, as if the eclipse had left behind an invisible mark.
I felt the weight of my choice pressing down on me. Last night, I had promised myself that I would do whatever it took to protect my pack, even if it meant making a painful sacrifice. That decision filled me with both courage and fear. I wanted to be strong for them, to be a leader they could trust, but deep down, I knew that keeping them safe would come at a high cost.
As I walked through the camp, I saw Zara sitting by the fire again. Her face looked tired, her eyes distant. She glanced up when she saw me and gave a small, sad smile.
