The sun had barely risen when Freyja returned to the heart of the pack's territory. The morning mist clung to the dense forest, shrouding the ancient trees in a veil of mystery. Freyja, the alpha of the Silverwolf clan and the combat mentor for Ragnar's pack, moved with a grace that belied her ferocity. Her silver fur shimmered in the dawn light, a testament to her lineage and strength.
Ragnar, the alpha of the pack, stood at the edge of the clearing, his imposing figure a symbol of authority and power. His eyes, a piercing blue, scanned the horizon with an intensity that could set a forest ablaze. Beside him was Nicholo, his only son and heir, a young wolf with heterochromatic eyes—one brown, one blue—reflecting both his father's strength and his own unique destiny. Nicholo's presence co
