"Chase has lost his damn mind," Kael, a senior Vanguard captain, spat onto the dirt floor. "He crushed the Elder Council with his Alpha aura this morning to protect his own cowardice. Our messengers came back in pieces, and he locked himself in his office instead of giving the order to march."
Elder Thorne stepped into the harsh light, leaning his weight onto a silver-tipped cane. "Your Alpha is paralyzed by a girl. He refuses to authorize a strike because he still wants the rogue commander warming his bed. He will watch this pack starve before he risks hurting her."
"My sister died on the western ridge two days ago," another warrior, Jaxson, growled, slamming his fist against a steel support beam. "Ferals rip our scouts apart every night, and Chase worries about diplomacy. He embarrasse
