After the meeting where we decided on a strategy, I had barely been seeing Jax. He, Corey, his father, and two other men spent almost all their time planning, reaching out to other packs, and having meetings via Skype. They had gathered a few packs already, and were still working on some others. My old pack was of course onboard. I had already told my dad the plan when Jax called, so it was a short conversation.
The territory in the mountains which Corey spoke of was the place where they were going to meet up. It had already been a week of planning, and they were leaving tomorrow. The plan was to meet up there early, in case the rogue pack showed up earlier than expected.
The packs would be on alternating patrols around the border to catch their attack early. The ones who could not fig
