The Weight of Loss
Eric's death hit the pack like a hammer, shattering everything that had once been solid, leaving behind only echoes of what had been. The pack, once a formidable force, now lay in ruins, its heart torn from its chest. The tension in the air was thick, a mournful silence hanging over the territory, broken only by the occasional howls of wolves mourning the loss of their Alpha.
The warriors who had once stood with pride now stood hunched, their heads low, their eyes haunted. The Luna, Aria, the heart of the pack, had fallen silent. Her grief was all-consuming, swallowing her whole. She was no longer the strong leader who had once stood beside Eric, offering guidance and strength to the pack. Now, she was just another wolf grieving for her mate, the love of her life, the father of her child.