The four beastmen watched as Katrice took charge, her gentle but firm nature soothing the tension in the air. They knew she was right; they needed to stand as one to face the challenges that lay ahead. They were a family now, not just individuals thrown together by fate.

The night grew deep, and the fire in the cave flickered, casting shadows across the walls. Katrice, nestled in the strong arm of her wolf mate Henry, finally succumbed to exhaustion. Her breaths grew slow and even, her head resting against his broad chest. Henry's eyes remained open for a while longer, his gaze soft as he took in her peaceful face. He saw her sleeping peacefully, and he was determined to give her the love and protection she deserved.