The first rays of sunlight appeared over the eastern mountains.
Aria stood at the front of the army.
Behind her were hundreds of warriors from Nightshade and Bloodmoon, their weapons shining beneath the morning light. For the first time, the two packs stood side by side.
Not as enemies.
As an army.
Kaelen approached on horseback.
His black wolf moved restlessly beneath him, sensing the danger ahead.
“You should stay in the center,” he told Aria.
She shook her head.
“I'll be at the front.”
“Aria.”
“If Darius wants me, he'll expect me to hide behind an army.”
Kaelen sighed.
“You're stubborn.”
“So I've been told.”
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Then his expression became serious.
“But don't take unnecessary risks.”
“I won't.”
Lucian approached from the opposite side.
