Chapter Fifty

Tension hovered in the air as Ethan watched them run, their footsteps fading into the distance, the Crescent Moon Pack, battered but resilient, let out a collective sigh, their eyes never leaving the now-silent forest. Ethan's heart still raced with fear, and his eyes narrowed with determination, surveying the damage inflicted by the unanticipated attack from Alpha Robert and his pack.

"Check on the wounded! We're not out of danger yet," he said, his voice firm and confident.

The pack had fallen into a brief silence, the only sound, being the crackling of the fire. Robert and his pack had retreated momentarily, casting a brief respite over the battlefield. The night air was heavy with the scent of magic as the Crescent Moon Pack tried to recover from the unexpected ambush by the Silver Moon Pack. Jake, Ethan, and the rest of the pack were still reeling from the attack.