Third Person POV
It's been weeks since the last rogue attack they had in the Silver Moon Pack and they were yet to recover from it. Skylar was working really hard to rebuild their walls. This time, the rogue king and his pack hadn't just knocked down the cemented walls but had somehow managed to break through the electric fence Skylar had set up.
'Maybe' he thought... 'Maybe, Alarick was right, I don't just need to reinforce my walls around our territory, but I badly need to train everyone.' He's had his eyes on Alarick's guards for the past few days. He admired the fact they are up before sunrise, running and practicing amongst themselves while the warriors from his pack AND guards can't even wake up before seven in the morning.
It angered him to see that the men he would assign for
