Ruby
The war room was filled with tension so thick it was almost suffocating.
I stood beside Manson at the long, obsidian table, my fingers curled into fists at my sides. Around us, some of the strongest Alphas in the kingdom had gathered leaders of their powerful packs, men who ruled with force, strategy, and unyielding loyalty to their kind.
Yet, as I stood here, I felt their gazes burning into me.
Not with trust.
Not with respect.
With doubt.
With disdain.
I clenched my jaw, refusing to lower my head. I was done bowing.
“The Blackfang Pack has aligned with the Bloodmoon Clan,” Tobias was saying, his voice firm. “This isn’t a simple border skirmish anymore. It’s an organized attack on our kingdom. And if we don’t act first, we will be overrun.”
A heavy silence followed his word
