Zayde's Point of View
The table is cluttered with hand-drawn maps, satellite images, and hand-carved wolf tokens.
Jason, myself, Jack, Scott and a few elite warriors of the academy are all gathered around the table in the war room.
"Are we sure this is going to work?"
Jason asks, and I nod my head.
"It will work. Lucien believes I’m arrogant enough to go alone. He believes I’m desperate enough to believe in a defector. That’s his weakness. He underestimates the long game. If he didn't think he'd have the upper hand, he wouldn't have called the others, including the leader, to come see my end."
I say, my voice firm and sure.
"Are all the traps ready?"
I ask, looking at Jack and he nods.
"Yes, the floorboards are set. Wolfsbane under the pews, silver-threaded snares in the rafters
