Talia’s POV
When nightfall came, so did the first rouges. They weren’t attacking, just scouting, which meant that my uncle would soon know exactly how many wolves we had at our border. I was beginning to feel slightly nauseous, as I came to realize, that soon, very soon even, this place would no longer be a playground where the pups would run around. It would be a battleground. This place, my home, would become a s*******r ground. Lives would be lost, pain would be brought and only one of the two fighting sides could stand with the victory. I knew that I was the biggest part of our plan. I had one shot and one shot only. If I missed it, it would be catastrophic.
“And what will you do then?” Shane asked as he started to pace around once again.
“I would take my shot. Act vulnerable un
