Zachary stood on the barrister, his emotionless eyes look down at the enemies army approaching his castle from all sides. Small forest fires lit the forest and he could hear distant screams.
Clenching the barister tightly, he whispers in a low voice.
" How many, Ron?"
" In hundred thousands, Your Highness! We were attacked together from all borders! My estimate is that there are way more than 5 packs. And if I am not wrong it…it…”
Zachary sighs to complete it for Ron.
“ It's a coup.”
Deadly silence followed. No one said anything and Zach breaks into a series of coughs. Unable to keep them in.
Catching his breath, he gave his next order.
“ Escort the elder and woman out. Take Aiden-”
“ We are taking him along.”
Zachary’s eyes shift to Rowan and Raven standing on the threshold. He
