Phantom Army VS. Alliance Wolves

Too afraid to snap this brooding alpha, Alpha Liam maneuvered his griffin to relay the message—leaving Alpha Dylan alone at the frontier of the defending militia.

Every moment that passed by sent the werewolves into an overdrive, especially the newly shifted werewolves who joined the Alliance who were not experienced in actual battles. A cold sweat fell from their napes as their throats parched both from fear and anticipation.

The Alliance delta-ranked werewolves proudly lined themselves to the frontier with their proud blood alpha leading them—his squared shoulders held no emotions like fear and anxiety. The epsilon-ranked wolves’ hold to talismans given by Diana trembled while the incantations were being uttered under their breaths as per instruction.

Alpha Cameron of the Night Prowlers Pack flew towards Alpha Dylan, aligning himself at the frontier as well. Pride or resolution, Alpha Cameron did not know why the blood alpha wanted to be in the front seat when welcoming the phantoms