Elaria’s POV
“When the war began. . . I’m sure you’ve heard about it?”
I nodded. Of course, I had. There wasn’t a single living soul who didn’t know about the war. We had all heard tales, some whispered in fear, others spoken like myths. Everyone had their own version of what happened.
“Good,” he continued. “When the war actually broke out, everything descended into chaos. Our pack members were being lost daily. Some were killed. Others. . . simply vanished. At first, it was terrifying. Then, it became confusing. There were over five packs scrambling to take each other’s territories, so no one knew exactly who the enemy was.”
He paused, then leaned forward with his voice lowering.
“Eventually, our pack, Ebonreach, reached out to Blackthorn. We offered peace. An alliance. Not because w
