Darius sighed, his expression growing more serious. “We need to be ready for anything. The council could make their decision soon, and we need to be prepared for the worst-case scenario.”
Amara nodded, her mind racing with the implications of his words. “So we prepare for war?”
Darius’s eyes darkened, and he gave a small, grim nod. “Yes. We’ll do everything we can to avoid it, but if it comes to that, we’ll be ready.”
He turned and gestured toward the training grounds, where several of the pack’s warriors were already preparing for what might come. They were sparring with one another, sharpening their skills, their faces grim but focused.
“We’ll need to strengthen the pack’s defenses,” Darius continued, his voice taking on a more strategic tone. “I’ll double the patrols along the borde
