Nicholo paced restlessly within the den, his mind a storm of worry and frustration. The pack's cavernous home, usually a place of safety and order, felt stifling today. Group 3, which included Lucia, Jax, and Miranda, was out there in the forest, dangerously close to the human camp led by the ruthless Commander Zastos Pablo. Nicholo felt powerless, trapped by his obligations and the watchful eyes of the elders who had decreed he stay behind for the pack’s protection.
"Dammit," he muttered under his breath, his fists clenching in helpless anger.
Elina, his childhood friend and trusted confidante, approached him quietly. She had known Nicholo long enough to recognize the signs of his inner turmoil. With her gentle demeanor and unwavering support, she hoped to ease his troubled mind.
"Nich
