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My gaze fixed on them, and my tone turned calculating. "He wants me to go back to the Obsidian pack, but I'm not about to give up my role as Luna of the Moonveil pack. Instead, I plan to turn his overconfidence against him." Thorian's eyes narrowed, his thoughts already spinning with the possibilities.
"Keep talking," he growled. My grin was sharp. "We ought to stand up to him, combine our power and get ourselves out of this spot since I have a bad feeling about all this." Vaelin's eyes lit up with excitement, his expression turning determined.
"A war?"
I shook my head, heart hammering in my chest. "We can't start a war right now. There's too much to think about. The pack is still recovering from the recent rogue assault. We simply need to escape this place. I think that's
