Maya paced back and forth in the old library, her nerves frayed from the constant tension. The full moon was just days away, and the weight of the impending ritual felt heavier with each passing hour. The shadows cast by the flickering lanterns danced across the walls, echoing her unease.
"Agnes, do you really think this ritual will work?" Maya asked, her voice filled with anxiety.
Agnes looked up from the ancient texts she was studying. "It's our best chance. But we need to be thorough. The alignment of the moon and stars is crucial, and we have to gather every component required for the ritual."
Just then, Finn burst into the room, his face pale and serious. "I've got news. The rival pack is making a move. They're preparing for something big, and it could coincide with the full moon."
Maya's heart sank. "What are they planning?"