Xavier's pov
I didn't go to my father to be his sidekick during his big speech to the troops.
I assembled the elite Blauer Mond soldiers, my personal squad, and then we headed to the Red Bloods' camp.
Emily's wolves were preparing for the battle, loosening their muscles and rolling their shoulders, many eating what would probably be their last meal, but when they noticed me and the five wolves behind, they immediately stopped, giving us their full attention.
"I'll go straight to the point," I said. “This battle will be a bloodbath. It'll soak my land for months, if not years - and if possible, I'd like to avoid it. What Clayton has put together is an army, bound by promises he made, promises that are bound to himself and his success. Many of his folks don't care about Emily, or my p
