Chapter 59 The Rogue’s Return.

The air in the Ashwood Pack’s safehouse was thick with tension as we gathered around the table, waiting for Mason to speak. His expression was grim, his usually sharp eyes dull with exhaustion. He had just returned from a scouting mission near the Westville Pack’s territory, and the news he brought with him had everyone on edge. I sat beside Noah, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves in my stomach. The pack had been through so much recently—hunters, betrayals, and broken alliances. It felt like we were barely holding on by a thread. And now, with Mason’s report, that thread was fraying even more. “Mason, what did you find out?” Noah asked, his voice low but authoritative. His concern was palpable, and I could sense the weight of leadership pressing down on him. He was trying to stay strong for all of us, but the constant battles and the uncertainty of what was coming next were taking their toll. Mason took a deep breath before he spoke. “The Westville Pack had a run-in with the hu