OFFERING HELP

As Dimitri approached the Midnight Pack, he couldn't help but notice the sombre atmosphere that hung in the air like a heavy shroud. The darkness of the early hours seemed to mirror the heavy burden the pack was carrying. The scent of sorrow and anxiety permeated the surroundings, an unmistakable sign that something was amiss.

As he stepped further into the territory, his keen senses picked up on the hushed conversations among the pack members. Their worried voices reached his ears, and he could sense the underlying fear that gripped their hearts. He knew he had arrived at a time of great turmoil for the Midnight Pack.

The scent of the pack hung heavy in the air, thick with pain and worry. A sinister smile tugged at the corners of Dimitri's lips as he savoured the chaos he had caused, relishing in the fear and desperation that now consumed the once-mighty pack.

Inwardly, he reveled in the thought that it was his doing – his plan that had brought the Midnight Pack to its knees. The fe