Nico gripped the steering wheel of the old pickup truck tightly as he navigated through the dense forest, his senses on high alert. Behind him, the rest of his pack followed in their beast forms, their keen noses sniffing the air for any trace of Matt or Elijah. The tension in the air was palpable, a silent acknowledgment of the danger they were about to face.
As they ventured deeper into the forest, Nico's mind raced with thoughts of strategy and planning. He knew they needed to cover as much ground as possible in their search for Elijah, but the vast expanse of the forest made the task seem daunting. With a furrowed brow, he began to plot out their search pattern, dividing the pack into smaller teams to cover more ground efficiently.
