Enzo's POV
The study was quiet except for the steady scratching of my pen across the maps spread open on the desk. Thick black ink marked circles and arrows over the territories surrounding the pack grounds. Weak points. Areas that had to be sealed off, tightened, reinforced before someone clever enough decided to slip through. My head was heavy with calculation as I leaned back, closing my eyes briefly and sending a sharp thought through the mindlink.
*Ash, the northern barricade needs men doubling shifts. Kael, check the perimeter at the southern ridge, no more excuses. I don’t want a single damn fraction out of place when I’m done with this review.*
Two sharp affirmatives echoed back in my head. The reassurance should have been enough, but paranoia had been digging at me since the l
