Chapter 79: The Heavy Crown
The ink was barely dry on the new treaties.
It had been three weeks since we took the Capital. The city was quiet. The Council enforcers had either fled or sworn fealty to the Blackthorn flag.
But silence is not peace.
I sat in the main office of the Fortress. We had turned the war room into a command center. Phones were ringing constantly. Pack leaders from across the continent were calling to test the waters.
"Alpha," Jax said. He walked in holding a tablet. "We have a situation in Sector 4."
Victor stood by the window looking out at the snowy peaks. He wore a crisp white shirt and black slacks. He looked like a CEO but he moved like a tiger.
"What situation?" Victor asked.
"Alpha Greymark," Jax said. "He is refusing to implement the new patrols. He sa
