As Judith walked through the pack, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear creeping up on her.
She knew that being amid so many werewolves meant that she could be caught at any moment. But she pushed those thoughts aside and focused on her mission.
As she walked, she noticed that many of the pack members were staring at her. Some of them whispered and pointed in her direction, making her feel even more anxious.
She tried to ignore them and continued to walk towards the center of the pack.
When she finally arrived at the center, she saw that many other packs had come to celebrate the feast day.
She knew that this was her chance to blend in and go unnoticed. She walked among the different packs, trying to keep a low profile.
But as she walked, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched.
She felt as though everyone knew who she was and what she was doing there.
It was a feeling of paranoia that made her heart race and her palms sweat.
She had a reason for entering the Ace pack; that was to meet Peace, even though she didn't see her, she was happy she was there.
However, the other packs were something she wanted to dare herself to break into.
She was only relying on the fact that she was special and so there was a high possibility the skies wouldn't let her die just yet.
In the next couple of minutes, she was already in the home of the next pack, Shadow Pack.
She had heard stories about this pack. She learned they were the most aggressive pack among all of them. They were always supporting the fight if they hadn't caused it.
Their Alpha was one that even with a mate, stole his brother's mate and sent his brother to the front of war to be killed so he could take his mate for a second wife.
Because of this, they passed a rule that any woman whose mate died would be remarried to her brother-in-law.
Some of these women would rather flee from the shelters of their homes into any pack that would accept them. There were a few that had joined hers.
Shivers danced their way into Judith's body as she recalled the story.
Breaking into the pack was even more challenging than she had thought. She saw no guards around.
Judith crept silently through the trees, her senses heightened to the point where she could hear every leaf rustle and twig snap beneath her feet.
She'd been warned about the traps that lay ahead, deadly devices set to ensnare any trespassers foolish enough to enter other werewolf pack's territory.
She was aware that she needed to be cautious, but she also recognized that this was the only way she could break into from.
As she drew closer to the pack's territory, the trees began to thin out, and she could see their pack house.
But as she stepped forward, she triggered a trap - a snare that lifted her off the ground and left her dangling upside down, unable to move.
With her heart pounding, Judith tried to free herself, but the more she struggled, the tighter the snare became.
It was only when she remembered a trick her father had taught her that she was able to escape - she used her sharp claws to cut through the rope and free herself.
She dropped to the ground, wincing as she fell.
She then stood from the ground and looked carefully at the way in front of her.
She then picked a stone and threw it ahead of her. A sharp metal noise clapped and she knew she had saved herself from a painful trap.
She continued to discover the safe places to step.
As she approached the pack house, she saw that they had set up a series of tripwires that would trigger traps if she stepped on them.
But Judith was nimble and quick, and she was able to leap over the tripwires without setting off any of the traps.
Finally, she reached the entrance, which was guarded by two fierce werewolves. But Judith was not afraid - she feared no werewolf.
At least she was relieved she was not harmed.
She quickly changed her direction to avoid the guards questioning her.
Ahead were guards roaming the compound. She was more than delightful seeing as the warriors were keen to serve.
The warriors wore matching uniforms and so far Judith swore she was impressed.
'Stop!' A guard shouted and she almost took to her heels.
She shouldn't have been afraid but she was. She hesitated for a while. It was either she ran through the other she came, or surrendered to the guard.
That drew attention to her. All eyes were trying to see in the dark who had been caught, on that auspicious day.
Just then a hand covered her mouth and the other to her stomach, dragging her behind one of the houses.