Grason POV
The message came just as the last light of the day dipped below the mountains, casting long shadows across the pack grounds. The air was thick with the hum of the newly forged armor that clung to my skin, a weight that felt like both a burden and a promise. I stood in the training hall, catching my breath from the hours we had spent pushing the armor’s limits. Mason and Jason stood on either side, equally spent but resolute. It was then that the messenger burst through the doors, eyes wide with panic, his voice cracking as he delivered the news.
“Crimson Ridge has declared war!”
The words echoed off the stone walls, settling into the silence that followed. My heart skipped a beat, then slammed into a rhythm that drowned out everything else. War. I could hardly believe it, eve
