The war room inside Blackwood remained frozen long after the whisper disappeared. No one spoke immediately. No one moved. The cold presence that had passed through the fortress walls lingered like invisible frost beneath their skin. Commander Ryden slowly straightened from the strategy table. “What… was that?” No one answered. Because every wolf in the room already knew the truth. Whatever they had just felt— it was alive. Outside the fortress, warning horns echoed across Blackwood’s outer walls. The territory had become restless over the last three days. Wolves patrolled constantly. Borders remained sealed. And rumors spread faster every hour. Ryden moved toward the war room windows sharply. Snowstorm winds tore through the pine forests surrounding Blackwood Keep, but something else disturbed the territory now. The wolves. Even from the fortress towers, he could see them. Pack wolves pacing restlessly through the lower streets. Some partially shifting without warn
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