The night still blew coldly over the Dark Forest region. While the entire pack was busy preparing strategies to protect the village, a more subtle threat was creeping in from within.In the main hall, Lyra, the elder, sat in a large wooden chair examining the ancient scrolls brought by Devota. The scent of herbal tea wafted around her, soothing anyone who passed by.Unnoticed, a pack member named Ruvan approached, carrying another cup of tea on a wooden tray. His face was flat, his steps almost silent."This is for you, Lady Lyra," he said politely, bowing.Lyra smiled kindly. "Thank you, Ruvan."However, before his hand could touch the cup, a shadowy figure flashed.Brakk!The cup was knocked out of Ruvan's hand, hitting the floor and breaking apart. Liquid tea spilled out, spreading a strange scent that was immediately smelled by those who were sensitive.Nathalie stood before Lyra, her breathing ragged, her eyes glaring at Ruvan fiercely."Don't touch that!" she cried.All eyes in
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