KAEL'S POV
The war room had never been so full.
Every commander in the pack stood around the massive wooden table while Liam marked locations across the map with pieces of charcoal. Scouts came and went every few minutes, bringing reports from every corner of our territory.
No one spoke above a whisper.
The disappearance of my mother had shaken the pack.
Her escape had given them hope.
But hope alone wouldn't win a war.
I looked around the room.
"They're expecting us to panic."
Liam nodded.
"They're expecting us to charge straight into the Coven."
"And that's exactly why we won't."
The witch doctor folded her hands inside her robes.
"Seraphine has already prepared her strongest defenses."
"She's waiting for you."
I looked at the map again.
"If she's waiting..."
"...then we
