The message came attached to the video, the words sitting heavy on the screen. 'We followed the coffee-brown Alpha wolf to the Silver Moon Pack. Other Alphas entered too, but we couldn't get inside.'
Someone had stitched the footage together with careful cuts, showing different Alphas arriving at the Silver Moon Pack at scattered times throughout the night.
Watching every frame, Voren finally understood why so many of them had left the Full Moon Festival in such a hurry, the pieces clicking together with a cold clarity that settled deep in his gut.
Without wasting another second, he reached out through the mind link, the connection sharp and urgent.
'Sorry to wake you, Dad, but we need to talk.'
Vladimir answered almost right away. 'You didn't wake me. I'm already in the kitchen
