POV: Mason
The council chamber was hushed, the atmosphere tense with anticipation. Mason stood at the head of the long, polished table, flanked by his most trusted advisors and pack elders. They had convened urgently after the recent rogue attack, their minds focused on the safety and future of their pack.
Around the table, faces showed varying degrees of concern and determination. Marcus, his second-in-command, stood steadfast at his side, his expression grave but resolute. Alex and Riley sat close together, their hands clasped tightly, evidence of their shared strength in adversity.
Mason cleared his throat, his voice echoing in the silence. "Thank you all for coming on such short notice. As you know, we faced another rogue attack last night. While our defenses held, it's clear that w
