Lyra's POV.As my mother and I were being led to the dungeons by Ferdinand, on Master Dagon's orders, I couldn't help but notice the sheer number of prisoners, mostly consisting of werewolves and humans. I shook my head as Mr. Ferdinand placed us behind bars, and my mother was already in tears. "Why did the master choose to turn his back on us, after all we've sacrificed?" she asked Mr. Ferdinand, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger.Mr. Ferdinand shook his head and sighed. "I am sorry, Lady Catherine," he said, his usually confident voice tinged with regret. "We didn't see this coming. But I'll get you all out of here, I promise," he vowed with determination.My mother shook her head, her voice filled with concern. "No, no... don't do anything stupid. Dagon is very dangerous. I don't want to lose you," she said, her eyes pleading."Don't worry, I'll be careful," Ferdinand reassured before leaving to attend to his duties.Sitting in the dimly lit dungeons, I struggled to

As Zena and her men, Norman and his group, and Adam sat beside the crackling fire, the tension in the air was intense. Adam's thoughts were consumed by Lyra, and his heart raced with worry at the prospect of Dagon consuming her soul. He sat in silence, lost in his own troubled thoughts.Meanwhile, Norman and his men were busy roasting the deer that Norman had caught earlier in the day. The savory scent of the cooking meat mingled with the smoky fragrance of the fire, creating a comforting atmosphere despite the weighty concerns that loomed over them.In the midst of the quiet evening, Zena's men found themselves engaged in a heated exchange. Laughter erupted from the group, and soon a small quarrel broke out as one of the men jokingly claimed that the perfect time to release a fart was when they were in their hiding spot. Another member of the group, feeling offended, vehemently denied that he had not done so intentionally. "What are we even still doing on this island?" he grumbled.

Big Lee sat in his dimly lit, makeshift sitting room, his large frame slouched in the chair. In his hands, he clutched a worn photograph of Zena, his beloved girlfriend, tears streaming down his weathered cheeks. He had just learned of her tragic fate at the hands of Dagon, the notorious island warlord. The news of her death hit him like a freight train, tearing through his heart and shattering his world.As the weight of Zena's loss consumed him, his emotions surged and he bolted up from his chair, sending papers and trinkets scattering across the table and floor in his wake. His outburst sent those around him on high alert. " Norman, that sick bastard was the cause of all this. He dared to betray the Mexican wolf gang, I will make sure I wipe out the whole Southern Pack. And as for Dagon, whoever he thinks he is, he just crossed the line." As the initial storm of anger subsided, Big Lee settled back down, his gaze fixed on the photo of Zena."Zena, my sweet girl," he murmured, his

In the dimly lit warehouse, Big Lee, the formidable Alpha of the Mexican wolf gang, stood before his loyal men, the air crackling with tension. As he equipped his men with electric guns and distributed the lethal silver bullets, he spoke with a fierce determination "Let's gear up, brothers. We are not taking any chances this time. These guns and bullets are our best bet against Norman's wicked pack. We fight fire with fire."A murmur of agreement rippled through the assembled wolves as they checked and loaded their weapons. Big Lee's eyes blazed with a cold fury as he paced in front of his men, his voice resonating in the cavernous space "This war is not just about revenge for Zena; it's about justice. Norman's betrayal took away more than just a loyal pack member and my girlfriend. It took away our trust. But tonight, we take it all back. We show them the might of the Mexican wolf gang."Serge, the trusted second in command, leaned in to whisper to the wolf beside him "I heard Norman

In the fortress of the Southern pack, the clash between the Mexican wolf gang and the Southern pack had escalated into a full blown war. The Mexican wolf gang, led by the formidable Big Lee, stood poised with sophisticated weapons and a fierce determination. The Southern pack, who outnumbered the Mexican gang, fought with unwavering tenacity under the leadership of Norman, their venomous werewolf with the ability to launch poisonous spikes from his claws.The stalemate between the two sides persisted, the air crackling with the thunderous roar of electric guns and the explosive blasts of grenades. Amidst the chaos, Big Lee confronted Norman, his immense form towering over the venomous werewolf. "Norman, you will pay for what you did to Zena! Your betrayal cost her life, and I will avenge her," Big Lee snarled, his sharp claws glinting in the dim light of the fortress.Norman, his eyes gleaming with a mix of defiance and cunning, retorted, "You and your gang may have sophisticated we