Kane slammed both palms against the grain store table hard enough to rattle the ink pots.
"Two days left," Kane said. "Two days, and we've confirmed Brennan's location but not a viable way to reach him without violating the exact treaty that's protecting the people holding him."
Ottilie and Talyn had returned hours ago, exhausted, and the documentation they'd gathered lay spread across the table, damning but insufficient for the kind of decisive action Kane needed.
"Storming Havenmere directly makes us the aggressor," Cassius said, still favoring a fresh wound from Marrow Ridge's defense. "Every remaining neutral pack turns against us the moment we violate that treaty, regardless of how justified the reason actually is."
"And waiting risks Brennan's life while the Concord gets exactly
