Chapter 357: A Calm Before the Storm

**Thelma Zane’s POV** The Lycan pack was on high alert, gripped by the urgency of a state of emergency. The birth of the royal family’s newest member had brought a fleeting wave of joy and celebration to the werewolves. Yet, the euphoria was short-lived, unable to fully dispel the growing unease brought about by the recent resurgence of wanderers. Their presence had reignited chaos, leaving an unshakable tension that hung heavy over the packs like a dark cloud. This time, my father’s warnings were heeded with an unusual fervor. Every pack followed his orders to the letter. Not every Alpha harbored genuine loyalty to the crown, but none dared risk their territory becoming the next Floodwater, Saber Tooth, or Yellow Leaf Pack. These once-proud packs, though now merged into the thriving Spring Rain Pack under my jurisdiction, were stark reminders of what could happen to any who underestimated the threats lurking in the shadows. Meanwhile, the Evalia family had taken a sudden s