Confronts The Bad Guy

As the night drew on and the festivities were in full swing, a sense of unease loomed in the air. What was supposed to be a joyous occasion was suddenly thrown into turmoil. With a sense of foreboding, I was summoned, along with Mark, by the pack's leader, Alpha Matthew.

Our task was clear, to confront the troublesome Randy and extract information about the recent attack on our warriors. The situation was far from ideal, but we were determined to uncover the truth and protect our pack.

"You seem quite confident, Randy," I said, a smirk playing on my lips. "But let me remind you, you have no right to make such a threat. As descendants of the original Alpha Bonaparte, we will not be buried alive."

Randy sneered in response, "Is that so? I have no idea what you're talking about. Intruders must be punished according to the rules of the Highcrown Walkers."

"Oh, I think you know exactly what we're referring to," Mark interjected, his eyes narrowing. "And we won't stand for it. Not now, not