An elder mind linked him, carrying a message that sent a chill down his spine. "Alpha, Darkwood is under attack! The Grimrose Pack ambushed us. We need you!"
Without hesitation, Rylan commanded his group to turn back. "We’re going home. Now!" he barked, urgency and anger lacing his voice.
That was how they canceled their supposed meeting with Shadow Pack and immediately went back to fight for their pack. And at that moment, Beta Jaxon, ever loyal, shifted into his massive brown wolf and led the charge, the warriors following suit. Rylan’s wolf, a formidable beast with midnight-black fur and piercing golden eyes, surged forward, every muscle rippling with power.
As they entered the Darkwood Pack's territory, the sounds of battle grew louder. Snarls and yelps filled the air. Rylan's heart pounded with rage against the rival pack. How dare they ambushed Darkwood on the day he was not there and his Beta? They were cowards! He pushed himself harder, a blur of black fur tearing through.