*Through Xander's Eyes*
I stood in front of the fleet of cars and trucks being loaded with equipment and fighters. I looked down and smiled when I saw Olly standing next to me, copying my every move.
A third of our fighters were leaving this morning, while the rest would be a few hours behind. Cold Moon had sent thirty fighters to reinforce the few staying behind to guard our own borders. Tomorrow was the day that Lincoln would mobilize his troops and begin war on our pack. But our plan was to cut him off before he even got started.
“Daddy, why do I have to stay?” Olly said, tugging on my pants.
I crouched down so that I was at his level. “Olly, you’ll get your chance to go in the future but right now you have to stay and help guard the house.”
“But Mommy gets t
