You could feel the shift in the atmosphere before this third summit even officially started.
It wasn't just the sheer, overwhelming scale of it. Thirty-seven regional Alphas. Proxies from every major pack operating in North America. Throw in Elara’s Unbound delegation, Anca’s Carpathian scholars, and Maren walking in with Rhea and a squad of reformed Hounds. The logistics alone were a nightmare. Selene had practically bullied a construction crew into expanding the Montana lodge, throwing up extra timber cabins and hoarding enough firewood to survive a siege.
But the real difference was the payload we were about to drop on them.
The first gathering had been running on the adrenaline of a newly patched biological network. Hope. Autonomy. The second had been about stripping away the histor
