#Chapter 268: An Empty Home

Nathan By the time the search party had disbanded, the first hints of sunset touched the horizon. The dense woods that had been the site of our search now seemed quieter, with most pack members returning home. Despite the tiring hunt, there was a satisfaction in knowing we had done our best to ensure the safety of the territory. As I approached the Council building, the structure stood tall and defiant against the vandalism from the night before. Pack members, both young and old, were scattered around the building, scrubbing off the harsh graffiti that marred its grand facade. I could feel their determination, their urge to erase every trace of the violation. Though my muscles screamed in protest, and exhaustion weighed down every limb, seeing them work so diligently reignited my resolve. Without hesitation, I joined the group, scrubbing alongside them. Each stroke of the brush felt like a declaration of resistance against those who sought to unde