The war council convened in Duke's office within the hour. Victoria had maps spread across every surface, red marks indicating the six known blockade points around our territory. Duke stood at the head of the table, his Alpha presence filling the room. Beside him, I held Hope against my chest, trying to memorize the weight of her, the sweet baby smell, knowing what I was about to do.
"We hit them all at once," Victoria said, her finger tracing routes on the map. "Simultaneous strikes at dawn tomorrow. Spread their forces thin, overwhelm them with numbers."
"How many wolves can we field?" Duke asked.
"Forty-two combat-ready," Luna reported. "Plus we have reinforcements coming."
I looked up sharply. "Reinforcements?"
Victoria's smile was fierce. "Remember those twelve packs that changed
