Chapter 12 Prelude to Battle.

In the heart of the Westville pack's territory, preparations for the attack on Ashwood were well underway. The air was thick with anticipation and a sense of urgency. Gary, the ruthless leader, paced back and forth, barking orders to his subordinates. He was determined to crush the humans of Ashwood once and for all, to assert the dominance of his pack and take revenge on their rivals. Douglas stood nearby, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He knew that Gary's approach was reckless, that an outright attack could have devastating consequences for both humans and werewolves alike. But he also knew that questioning Gary's authority in front of the pack would only lead to more bloodshed. Gary turned to Douglas, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Douglas, make sure everyone is ready. We're leaving at sunset." Douglas nodded, swallowing his reservations. "Understood, Gary." As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the forest, the Westville pack assembled at