I barely had time to absorb Sophie’s words before she spun around and marched us inside. Her pace was brisk enough to qualify as legally rude. Jack and Beau flanked me without being asked, practically glued to my sides, their wolves coiled tight. I still felt warm from the lantern grove, but that warmth was quickly suffocating under a new weight. Something heavy. Something cold.
We headed straight into the strategy room. Sophie waved her hand over the table, and a large digital map lit up. Multiple red points pulsed across the screen like infected wounds.
I stared. “What is that?”
Sophie did not answer at first. She waited for the rest of the senior warriors to file in. Theo took position at the head of the table. Hale. Several Gammas. Two border captains. All grim.
Finally Sophie took
