Aysha and Zayne were seated at a large oval table that seated over twenty people with everyone that had an important role to play tomorrow morning when they planned to storm Creden capital. The atmosphere was tense as people were discussing and deciding the final plan, and it was clear that some people wanted to storm Creden instead of just sneaking upon them.“With all due respect, alpha. We shouldn’t give them time to gather in front of their gate. We have the chance to catch them off guard and storm the town before they knew what hit them!” a small middle-aged man with a balding head said. He was an alpha of a smaller pack in south Dalamar and was the general of one of the battalions tomorrow.
“I am aware that logically that would make more sense, Hector” Omar nodded, “But I did make a
