Chapter 145

Third Person

The night hung heavy with tension as Limuel, the seasoned beta of the Red Moon Pack, stood guard at the entrance of the pack hospital, his senses heightened as he prepared to face the incoming onslaught of rogues. The air crackled with tension, and the moonlit night provided an eerie backdrop to the impending clash.

The battlefield became a symphony of combat, with each warrior and rogue contributing to the cacophony of battle. The scent of earth, blood, and fur intermingled in the crisp night air. Limuel's eyes glowed with the moon goddess's blessing, a testament to his unwavering commitment to protecting his pack.

The first rogue, a snarling and menacing figure, lunged at Limuel with feral speed. Limuel met the attack head-on, his reflexes sharp as he dodged the rogue's slashing claws. With a swift counter, Limuel delivered a powerful blow, sending the rogue staggering backward.

As the skirmish intensified, more rogues joined t