Chapter Thirty-Six – Holding Down the Fort
The following days pressed down on Melting Moon with heavy tension, but Evandra did not falter.
When two patrol groups returned late, one with a wounded wolf and the other without three of their hunting party, she stood at the gates herself. She checked the injured, asked direct questions, and sent the warriors back out immediately with reinforced numbers. No hesitation.
In the kitchens, when food stores proved thinner than expected, she reorganized the rationing schedules. “Children and fighters first,” she told the omega in charge. “No exceptions. I’ll eat last if I have to.”
Whispers of her choices spread quickly, and by the third day, the warriors who had once eyed her as an outsider now bowed when she passed. Even the skeptical omegas
