They moved at midnight when the guards were changing shifts.
Reign led three hundred wolves through the mountain pass, silent as death. The Council stronghold sat ahead, massive stone walls that had stood for centuries. They thought themselves untouchable.
Tonight they'd learn otherwise.
"Remember," she told her forces. "We're not here to conquer. We're here to send a message."
The Fire Prince grinned beside her. "A very loud message."
"The loudest." She raised her hand. Frost gathered at her fingertips. "On my signal."
They waited until the new guards reached their posts. Still adjusting their weapons. Still settling in.
Reign dropped her hand.
Ice exploded across the gates. The metal froze solid, expanding, cracking. Guards shouted warnings but too late. The gates shattered inwar
