Under the silvery moonlight, the wolves fought a desperate battle, a war for territory that felt like a struggle for survival. Growls and groans shook the forest, and the air grew noticeably colder. Years of rivalry fueled the conflict, evident in every savage snap and snarl. The scent of blood mingled with the stench of destruction.

Natalia quickened her pace, striving to reach the battlefield. She attempted to contact her pack's gamma:

"I'm coming," she sent through the mind link.

"Don't! Go back. We can't guarantee your safety. It's not—"

She cut the connection, unwilling to listen to excuses.

"Nancy, it's your time to choose," Natalia reminded her wolf.

Nancy remained silent, allowing Natalia to take control. She seemed reluctant to fight her mate.

Rage flared within Natalia. She suppressed her wolf, growling in frustration. Everyone is betraying me. A lifetime of disloyalty, and now my own wolf wants to stab me in the back, she thought.

Within minutes, she reached the scene, gasping at the carnage. Blood stained the ground—a sight she never wanted to witness. This war, the fear of losing her family, was unbearable.

She turned to leave, but a chilling realization stopped her: the wolves were advancing toward the pack house. If the fighting continued for another half hour, they would reach it. Natalia desperately wanted to intervene, but felt powerless. She had to fight her way through any wolf obstructing her path to the main village.

I'm coming, she thought, and ran.

Her growl and approach startled the nearby wolves. They assumed another Alpha had arrived. Their shock intensified when they saw it was a female.

"Who is she?" they communicated through their mind links.

Natalia saw her pack members, instantly recognizing them. They too recognized her. [The following sentence is unclear and needs rewriting; the original text seems to contain typos and grammatical errors. Please provide a corrected version of the sentence: "Alaba female and had this Blant wolf."]

Two wolves charged. Natalia shrugged off their attack and doubled her speed, easily outmaneuvering them. A simple head-butt sent them flying, landing with heavy thuds. Pain wracked their bodies, preventing them from rising.

The surrounding wolves recoiled in fear.

Natalia scoffed inwardly. Just like you, your pack fighters are cowards, Alpha Adriat, she thought.

She pressed forward, killing any wolf in her path. Her sole purpose: finding her brother, ensuring his safety. The air crackled with the ferocity of the battle.

Natalia felt no disgust as she ripped heads from bodies, or tore at limbs. Everyone here is my enemy. I can trust no one. No mercy, she repeated relentlessly. Her rank, she realized, fueled this ruthlessness. An omega would have wept in terror.

Her brother's absence sent her blood boiling. As she searched frantically, three wolves attacked, biting her legs.

She hissed in pain, struggling to shake them off. Their fangs held fast.

"Leave, or I'll unleash a death you've never imagined," she threatened, establishing a mind link—permitted on the battlefield.

This brutal conflict could cause many wolves to desert, conspiring with rival packs to save themselves.

"It's Alpha's order. Kill anyone who tries to stop Alpha Jason," one of her attackers revealed.

Natalia's eyes widened. She roared, her fury terrifying them. She sank her teeth into their necks. They released her legs, collapsing to the ground, overwhelmed by the agony. Then, unbelievably, their wounds healed instantly.

Natalia laughed at their terror. Without hesitation, she continued her advance. Her poisonous bite and claws made short work of her enemies. She finally spotted the wolf she had been searching for.

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"Your death."