Not My Luna

August could sense that something terrible was happening. It felt like her pack was being torn apart.

She arrived out of the portal that she created with Nedra's guidance, but it didn't place her in the council chambers as she would have liked. She was at the rear of the pack house.

There was an overwhelming sense of relief at finally being back here where the forest smelled safe and familiar and she could feel those who were here who all belonged together like a family. But then the urgency of the threat she felt had her sprinting inside the pack house and through the common room, up the steps the way she remembered and down the hall.

There were pack members lined up along the stairwell leading down into the chambers, and some males seemed to be entirely besides themselves trying to get in through the doorway as if some unseen force was propelling them forward despite the fact that they could not all fit.