Gerwulf, observing the palpable tension between Thessalia and Marcus, took a step forward, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and determination. His presence served as a timely intervention, breaking the suffocating silence that had enveloped them.
"Enough!" Gerwulf's voice resonated with authority, cutting through the heavy air like a sharp blade. "We are a pack, bound by loyalty and unity. This rift between you threatens the very essence of our strength."
Thessalia and Marcus turned their attention to Gerwulf, their faces still etched with the pain and conflict that had consumed them. They were both surprised by his intervention, recognizing the wisdom and experience he brought to the table.
Gerwulf's gaze shifted between Thessalia and Marcus, his expression grave yet compassi
