KAEL
“Ring the alarm,” I gave the order, and my voice held firm, despite fear gnawing at my insides. "All positions to battle stations. This is not a drill."
This was met throughout the compound by alarms that informed the warriors of where to do what we had taught them over weeks, at each of fifty predetermined points. I watched our troops gather—werewolves from a dozen different packs all compelled by need, by prophecy to face an enemy which outnumbered them catastrophically.
Riven said thoughtfully. “All that coordination, that discipline, that common purpose. It’s a perfectly valid human behavior, if only it wasn’t aimed at killing us.”
“Listen and focus,” I said, though it seemed to me he had a fair point. “You had to shifter army something impressive the way they did all of this
