The pack hall transformed into a war room within hours. Maps covered every surface, showing our territory boundaries, known rogue positions, and vulnerable points. Warriors gathered in clusters, checking weapons and discussing strategy. The air crackled with tension and the sharp scent of anxious wolves.
Marcus stood at the center, Elder Thomas at his side. "We have confirmation of at least fifteen rogues working with Dominic. Maybe more. They're scattered along our borders, probing for weaknesses."
"We should strike first," Cole argued. "Take the fight to them before they're ready."
"That's what Dominic wants," Skyler countered. "He's baiting us. Drawing us out so we leave the heart of our territory vulnerable." His hand found mine under the table. "We defend. We fortify. We make him c
