“Rising Tensions

Jaxon

I woke to the low hum of the pack’s morning stir, the sunlight stretching lazily across the training grounds outside my window. Even in the silence of the early hour, I could feel it, the tension in the air, the faint ripple of unease radiating from my pack. Talon had warned me. People were talking, and not the kind of chatter that was harmless. Whispered doubts, sideways glances, quiet murmurs questioning my strength, my decisions. ...