Logan
I’d led men into battle, watched them bleed and fall, and I still marched forward. I’d memorized maps, endured sleepless nights at war tables, and hunted down rogue threats until my soul felt threadbare. I’d given everything I had to this fight.
And it hadn’t been enough.
Evelyn had been right to point it out. She could see what I had been too blind to as I stood in the midst of the storm. Until she had underscored it, I could admit that a part of me had been too stubborn to see it, too.
So yes, I was floored when the Alpha King—my Alpha—gave Evelyn the floor and then, astonishingly, gave her the lead. Her call for diplomacy had turned heads and started arguments among the ruling werewolves. But now she wasn’t just offering opinions. She was changing the strategy of an entire
