The Siege
The days leading up to the battle felt like an eternity, the weight of every decision pressing heavily on the Crescent Moon Pack. Tensions soared, nerves frayed, and yet, there was a steady resolve that clung to the pack like an unbreakable chain. They were ready for whatever Lucian and his Shadow Fang Clan would throw at them. The Silver Claw Pack had joined their ranks, fortifying their defenses, and with that alliance, they felt stronger than ever.
Yet, beneath the surface, a feeling of unease hung in the air. Lucian had shown his hand already, taunting them with his threats. But he had yet to bring the full force of his clan to bear. Everyone knew the attack was inevitable; the question was when.