In Alpha Wings

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑆𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛

𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒,

𝐴 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑠, 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒.

𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡'𝑠 𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑚,

𝐴 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑚.

 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑡, 𝑎 𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑠,

𝐼𝑛 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒'𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑠.

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"Could you tell me where they are taking us?" Eradin whispered to Azariah's ear, making her glance at him. "This conversation is audible to everyone..." And Eradin made an O shape with his lips. She knew where they were going, she knew way too well but she chose to stay quiet. Two guards came and stood behind them and wait for them to move. Eradin looked up at Azariah and quietly stepped up, walking behind the person who aura held the authority.

Azariah made a mental note to tell about everything, about werewolves, about the people they would meet. It was going to be long conversation and she was already tired at the thought of speaking too much.

The Lunar Heaven Pack's territory sprawled majestically, a vast expanse of land that exuded power and history. As Azariah and Eradin approached the pack's borders, the size and organization of the pack became immediately apparent. The perimeter was heavily guarded, with armed sentinels strategically positioned to ensure the security of the realm. These guards, vigilant and alert, symbolized the pack's unwavering dedication to protection.

The territory within was bustling with activity. Members of the pack were engaged in various tasks, their movements purposeful and efficient. The sound of training exercises resonated through the air, a testament to the pack's commitment to excellence and preparedness. Wolves of all ages practiced their combat skills, their actions were fluid and precise, demonstrating the high level of discipline that the Lunar Heaven Pack maintained.

"Will I be like that too." She looked at what Eradin was pointing at, there were a bunch of pack members shifting in their wolf form and running in the forest. Azariah said nothing she didn't tell him that his shift would be worse then anything

 
As Azariah and Eradin crossed into the territory, they drew immediate attention. Pack members paused their work, their gazes turning towards the newcomers. There was a palpable sense of curiosity, especially directed at Azariah. Her dark aura set her apart, casting a shadow that intrigued and unsettled those around her. Whispers spread like wildfire among the onlookers, their eyes tracking her every move.

The security within the pack's domain was impressive. Patrols roamed the area, ensuring that every corner was safe and secure. Training grounds were scattered throughout the territory, each one bustling with wolves honing their skills. The rigorous training regimen underscored the pack's emphasis on strength and readiness.

Despite the scrutiny, Azariah remained composed. She surveyed the security measures with a critical eye, her eyebrow raising slightly in acknowledgment of the extensive precautions. A scowl briefly crossed her face, reflecting her mixed feelings about the overwhelming presence of guards and the intense focus on security. As they moved deeper into the pack's heart, the atmosphere grew more intense. The Lunar Heaven Pack was not just a community; it was a fortress of warriors, each member contributing to the collective strength and resilience. The pack's dedication to their heritage and their future was evident in every action, every glance, and every whispered word.