Stephen’s POV
I sat in my office while Elder Ronan, head of the military, listed off locations of the latest attacks. Maps and files were spread across the table. Red marks covered the territories near the eastern border. Again.
“The rebels hit another transport route last night,” Ronan said. “They targeted weapons and supply crates. They left nothing behind.”
I leaned back in my chair and tapped my fingers against the armrest. This wasn’t new. Every time a kingdom is formed, there are fools who think they can tear it down. They think the old ways were better. They think I should have left the packs divided and weak.
“Any leads on who is guiding them?” I asked.
“We believe rogue leaders who escaped the purge have joined forces with former Betas,” he answered. “They are gathering those
