C87 CHAPTER 87

The initial indication of the upcoming disaster came in the form of a thick fog emerging from the woods, enveloping the Blackmoon Pack's land in a heavy, mysterious haze. It stuck to the earth, wisps of mist weaving through the trees and penetrating the core of the land. When the fog thickened, an eerie quietness fell, interrupted only by the faint sound of leaves rustling in the distance