Phoebe's POV
Justin and Samuel stared in disbelief at what unfolded before them. The wild wolves were notorious predators from the forest depths—only the king could approach them without fear.
But what I was experiencing defied everything they knew.
The wolf pack approached me like well-trained pets, their fierce demeanor replaced by gentle submission. They'd even brought their young ones along.
The three pups I'd encountered before had grown considerably, though still half their parents' size, no longer the tiny creatures from my previous visit.
Joy filled me as I watched them. I offered the largest portion of food to the three growing wolves.
Thrive and flourish.
That prayer echoed in my heart for these magnificent creatures.
Meanwhile, Samuel and Justin maintained their distance, unable to venture closer. Any attempt triggered a warning growl from the alpha, instantly alerting the entire pack to fix them with threatening stares.
