The Silver Claw Pack stirred in the early morning light. After the skirmish with Kieran's forces, a fragile calm had settled over the territory. But Alpha Eric knew it was the quiet before the storm. He stood on the balcony of the packhouse, gazing out over the dense forest, his mind a whirlwind of strategies and contingencies.
Today, however, wasn't just about preparing for Kieran's next move. It was about addressing the cracks in the foundation of his pack. Trust had been shaken, not just by Kieran's arrival but also by the lingering shadow of Richard's betrayal. Eric knew that if his pack was to survive, they needed unity—something he couldn't achieve alone.
The Gathering of Elders
Eric had called for a meeting of the pack's elders, a rare event that hadn't been held since his father's reign. The elders represented the wisdom and traditions of the Silver Claw Pack, and their support was crucial for the pack's morale.