It was supposed to be a calm night. No attacks should happen until Mariners Moon’s enemies had permission to engage in what was now being called The Ultimate War. That sole thought assured me enough to allow my Gamma and his mate to fight a battle in another state, along with a fourth of my warriors. I was sleeping peacefully in my fox’s arms, resting in the large bed of the spacious Alpha suite, when the sound alarms were set off.
I woke up in a rush, immediately getting up. There was no chance our enemies were arriving so soon, and without the Elders’ green light. But what else could it be? We had a few hostile relationships with packs who wouldn’t take part in the war, but if they wanted to attack us, they would have joined our enemies to have a higher chance at succeeding.
“What’s go
