POV: Elara
The tension within the compound was thick as we began preparing for the inevitable clash with Silas. Wolves moved with quiet determination, sparring in the training grounds, reinforcing the perimeter, and gathering supplies. Every pack member understood the stakes, and I could feel the anxiety simmering beneath their resolve. We all knew that Silas’s offer of “peace” had been a thinly veiled threat. War was unavoidable now, and our preparations had taken on an intensity I hadn’t seen before.
Still, despite the unity and strength we were building, I couldn’t shake a feeling of uncertainty that lingered beneath my own determination. I knew I’d made the right decision in refusing Silas, but I also knew that he would come at us with everything he had. And with a spy like Finn alre
