Under the moonlit sky, Daemon Knight, the Werewolf Alpha, patrolled the small town that encircled his packhouse. His senses heightened, he caught a whiff of human blood on the night breeze. Primal instincts surged, and his wolf half, Zair, growled in his mind. Suspecting rogue werewolves encroaching on his territory, Daemon's eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity as he ventured into the forest, ready to confront the unseen threat that dared to disturb the delicate balance of his domain.
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