Chapter 6

Sylvester’s POV

As the sun began to set, the rogue pack gathered around a small campfire. We had just returned from a successful mission to protect a weaker pack from the clutches of a stronger one. The pack members were in high spirits, laughing and joking about the battles we had fought and won.

As we tended to our wounded, I couldn’t help but feel proud of our pack. We had come a long way since our days as outcasts. We were now a family, and we had each other’s backs.

I looked around the group and felt a sense of pride. Each member had a unique story, and it was these stories that brought us together as a family.

There was Blaze, a fiery red werewolf who had been abandoned by his pack for his uncontrollable anger. He had found a home among us, where his strength and ferocity were celebrated.

Then there was Luna, a soft-spoken she-wolf who had been cast out by her pack for her rare white fur. She had found her voice among us, and her