Mary's POV
"The coalition council is divided. Fifteen packs support infiltration. Twelve oppose it."
Theodore stood at the head of the conference table, addressing the assembled pack leaders. We'd been debating strategy for Montana for three hours and getting nowhere. The room was tense, with alphas arguing over the best approach.
"A divided coalition is a weak coalition," Alpha Griffin Mercer pointed out, his weathered face troubled. "We need consensus before we act."
"We don't have time for consensus," I countered, standing to address the room. "Every day we wait is another day The Covenant consolidates their remaining resources. Another day they torture prisoners. Another day they plan retaliation against our safe houses and territories."
"And rushing into a poorly planned assault
