Chapter 26: The First Stone
The sun rose over a world that had changed overnight.
Yesterday the sunrise had brought warmth and celebration. Today it brought a cold gray light that felt like judgment.
I stood in the war room of the Pack House. It was a bunker located in the sub basement. The walls were lined with screens.
Dorian sat at the main terminal. He had bags under his eyes. He had not slept.
"The internet is a dumpster fire," Dorian reported. He took a sip of stale coffee. "Garrett’s website crashed three times from the traffic. People are downloading the map of pack territories like it is a treasure map."
"What about the government?" Kael asked. He was pacing the room. His Alpha aura was agitated filling the small space with static energy.
"Silent," Dorian said. "The Preside
