Finally, she emerged from the dense bushes, her body covered in scratches and her breath ragged. The grandeur of the palace loomed before her, its majestic towers and ornate architecture a stark contrast to the haunting darkness she had endured. She stumbled toward the entrance, her strength waning but her determination unwavering.
Alpha Leori, alerted by the commotion, appeared at the palace doors, his expression a mix of shock and concern. "Erica, what happened? You look exhausted," he exclaimed, rushing to her side.
Gasping for breath, Erica managed to utter, "Alpha Leori, it was Alana. She deceived me, luring me into the woods. Werewolves... they took me hostage."
Alpha Leori's eyes widened with disbelief and anger. He swiftly reached for his communicator and dialed Alana's number. The tension in the air was palpable as he waited for her to answer.
"Alana, explain yourself," Alpha Leori demanded, his voice filled with righteous fury. "What have you done? Erica was in danger becaus
