Orion's POV
The room was dim, the only light coming from the cracked blinds and the soft glow of the map spread out on the table in front of me.
Just last night, someone had orchestrated an attack on my pack, kidnapping Kira and Ravenna.
That was an act of war, and whoever was behind this had to be someone from my pack.
No pack is bold enough to attack me, I had that fearful reputation among werewolves.
I never lose a war, regardless of the opponents before me.
And now, the battle line has been drawn, and I'll have to strike back.
The door to my office opened, and two men came in.
I had called for them, two werewolves with the special abilities to track.
I had trained them over the years to track all sorts of things and people.
They stood before me with their hands behind their
