Fredrick POV
I make my way to the neutral territory that lies between the two packs. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to meet Carter because that pr*ck Brent was practically up my a** all day. Then it took me hours to calculate the exact number of warriors and their skill levels.
The patrol schedules were easy since I'm the one that makes them. Our pack has over five hundred warriors. The fortunate part is that only about a hundred are considered elite. Hopefully, we won't lose many men if I can convince them to stand behind Marco. They have to know that Beck doesn't care about them. He didn't even care about his own flesh and blood.
As we weave through the trees, we approach a place I never thought I would step foot in. We have all heard the stories as pups of the territory where
