POV: Riley
The night was unusually quiet as Riley patrolled the eastern boundary with Marcus. The moon cast a silver glow over the forest, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves. Despite the tranquility, Riley couldn't shake the tension in her muscles, a premonition that something was amiss.
She glanced over at Marcus, his senses alert as he scanned their surroundings. They had been patrolling for hours, ever since Mason had issued the order to increase vigilance after the rogue ambush. The pack was on edge, and every sound seemed amplified in the stillness of the night.
Suddenly, a twig snapped to their left. Riley and Marcus exchanged a swift glance, their instincts kicking into high gear. They crouched low, blending into the shadows as they silently moved towards the source o
