Athena

The morning air of Grayhound territory was crisp, yet heavy with anticipation. The intelligence Beauty and I had brought from Dark Moon Pack was now laid out across the strategy table in the Alpha’s war room. Every detail we had risked our lives to retrieve was being dissected, analyzed, and plotted.

Alpha Gray stood at the head of the table, his towering frame exuding a calm authority that demanded attention. Even with the sun streaming through the tall windows, his presence ...