Mary's POV
"All teams in position. Waiting for your signal, Theodore."
The comms crackled with confirmation from five strike team leaders. Five hundred wolves spread across five entry points to Montana headquarters. Fifty witches surrounding the facility in a magical perimeter. Thirty Council security forces forming a physical barrier to prevent reinforcements.
We were really doing this.
I crouched with the extraction team delta fifty yards from the northwestern entrance. Twenty wolves including Evelyn, Juniper, and three medics. Our job was simple in theory: get inside during the chaos of the assault, find the prisoners, get them out alive.
Simple in theory. Probably impossible in practice.
"You good?" Owen asked through the private comm channel we shared. He was with strike team on
