Richard stood at the head of the table, his arms crossed, his eyes shifting between the maps of the pack lands and his territory.
“We need to reinforce around the borders especially the west wings with more guards,” Fredrick said sternly, tapping a red circle on the border map.
“I agree,” Richard replied, his voice calm yet commanding. “But what about the south edge? That’s where the last breach happened.”
Kian leaned forward, his jaw tight. “Actually, I’ve been thinking about that. If we place underground motion sensors along the blind spot and mix in sound-frequency barriers, no outsider will be able to cross without triggering the alarms.”
Fredrick raised a brow, surprised. “That could work… but it’s going to cost a lot.”
Just then, the door opened. Three guards entered, dressed in
