Athena.

The morning air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and pine from the forest surrounding Dark Moon Pack’s borders. My muscles still ached from yesterday’s ride, but adrenaline pushed me forward. Today was the day Beauty and I would put our observations to the test, subtly probing the Dark Moon Pack for weaknesses, allies, and threats. Every step felt like a chess move, every glance a calculated risk.

Beauty mounted her horse gracefully, a calm aura surrounding her as if ...