Night falls over Redmoon—
But unlike Benjamin planned…
It doesn’t fall unprepared.
Torches burn along every defensive line.
Patrol wolves move with precision.
Scouts rotate in silence.
Warriors wait in hidden positions instead of standing in open formation.
Every bunker is secured.
Every child.
Every elder.
Every civilian.
Protected.
Hidden.
Ready.
Because Samantha saw it coming.
And Jack listened.
Without hesitation.
Without doubt.
Hours earlier—
The war room had been silent after Samantha’s warning.
Three hundred.
North ridge.
By nightfall.
Some of the Alphas had looked uncertain.
Some shocked.
A few skeptical.
Until Samantha began naming details.
“First wave comes from the ridge.”
She pointed at the map.
“Second wave circles east.”
Another point.
“Twenty s
