THIRD PERSON POV
The triplets sat in the living room area in their dorm with their father on FaceTime. Kai had his lips in a thin line, and his brows furrowed, displaying his stress, and Ryder was sighing for the tenth time in that sitting.
"Come on, pay attention sons. Zephyr is still out there. We can equip every single pack member with weapons, but the pack would never be the same again until we have gotten rid of every last one of their kind," Alpha Gabriel said.
"Yeah, and whose fault is that?" Blaze growled, making his father sigh in defeat.
"No blaming today, remember? We're here to figure out how to save this pack. I believe the pack warriors are almost 100 percent ready for any unforeseen war, but in the meantime, I would like us to attempt to end it more peacefully. Speaking
