Chapter 46
The decision spread through the territory of the Ashen Moon Pack like wildfire. Unity. Not conquest. Not dominance. Something far more difficult. By sunrise, the entire pack knew: Lyra intended to call the Alphas. All of them. Even those who had once been enemies. Inside the main hall, tension hung thick in the air. Warriors, elders, and allies stood in a loose circle as Kaelen faced them. “This is not a request,” he said, his voice calm but carrying unmistakable authority. “It’s survival.” Ronan crossed his arms, jaw tight. “You’re asking rival Alphas to walk into our territory willingly,” he said. “That’s not strategy—that’s a gamble.” Kaelen didn’t disagree. “It is.” His gaze flicked briefly to Lyra. “But it’s one we have to take.” All eyes turned to her. Lyra stood at
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