Danielle's POV
The clearing, bathed in the soft glow of the moon, held a surreal atmosphere as my mother and Gabriel continued to unravel the tale of their survival during the tumultuous times when the Talon Pack faced an unforeseen threat.
As my mother spoke, her words wove a narrative that was both heart-wrenching and hopeful. Gabriel, with a calm demeanor, supplemented her story with the intricacies of their strategy to remain hidden. The enemy pack, relentless in their pursuit, had cast a shadow of uncertainty over the fate of my father and the rest of the Talon Pack.
"The enemy was cunning," my mother explained, her eyes reflecting the pain of the memories. "We had to make a choice—to stay and risk discovery or scatter to the winds. Gabriel, with unwavering loyalty, took the respon
