63- A TRAITOR AND A NIGHTMARE

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

In the stillness of the night, a massive black wolf prowled gracefully around the slumbering men scattered on the forest floor. His nostrils flared as he meticulously sniffed each of them before dashing across the boundary where another wolf, cloaked in rich brown fur, waited in anticipation. They stood, nose to nose, an unspoken dialogue flowing between them, until the brown wolf yielded, melting back into the embrace of the dark woods. The black wolf hurriedly returned to the sleeping warriors, only to be interrupted by the rustle of leaves and the muted sounds of approaching paws.

"Erick," boomed a voice tinged with disbelief and the weight of betrayal.

The other wolves, concealed in the shadows of the woods, emerged from their hiding spots. They encircled the big black wolf, teeth bared in a menacing display of hostility. Leo, taking on his human form, stepped out of the darkness, holding a cloak in his hand.

"You are the traitor," Leo stated ca