The Moon Council’s decree traveled faster than any army.
Silver-cloaked messengers rode day and night, crossing mountains, forests, and frozen rivers without stopping.
Before the next sunrise, every Lycan kingdom had received the same sealed scroll.
Kings opened it in their courts.
Alphas read it before their warriors.
Generals gathered around war tables.
The message was identical.
The Blood Sovereign had been declared the greatest threat to the world.
She was to be executed on sight.
Anyone who stood beside her would be branded a traitor.
Within hours, the continent was no longer asking whether war was coming.
Only which side they would choose.
In the Ironclaw Kingdom, the decree was read aloud before hundreds of nobles.
The old Alpha King rose from his throne before the mess
