The tension in the camp was palpable as word spread about the upcoming summit. Pack members moved with purposeful urgency, preparing for the arrival of the allied Alphas. Hunter and Celeste were determined to make a strong impression despite the mounting pressure and the whispers of betrayal.
In the war room, maps covered the walls, and Logan was in the middle of coordinating security when Hunter strode in. Celeste was already there, arms crossed and looking every bit the fierce Alpha. Logan gave a nod of greeting.
“We’ve tightened the perimeter and doubled patrols. No one is getting through without clearance,” Logan reported.
“Good. We can’t afford any slip-ups,” Hunter replied, glancing at Celeste.
She nodded, but her mind was elsewhere, eyes scanning the map of their territory. “Som
