Scott
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I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. My pack was on edge, and I couldn't quite put my finger on why. Elijah's recent mistake had left a sour taste in my mouth, and I was still trying to figure out how to address it.
As I patrolled the pack's territory, I noticed Luna Sandra watching me from the shadows. Her piercing gaze made me uneasy, and I wondered what she was plotting. She had always been a bit of a wild card, but I had never suspected her of outright betrayal.
Suddenly, I received a distress call from one of our scouts. "Scott, we have an intruder in the territory. It's a lone wolf, and they're heading straight for our den."
My instincts kicked in, and I sprinted towards the den, my heart racing with anticipation. Who was this intruder, and what did
