Jaxon
I stood on the rooftop balcony of Pack Tower, staring out over the city I was about to light on fire.
Below me, the Grand Square was packed shoulder-to-shoulder, witches, shifters, council members, rival packs, all buzzing with barely contained chaos.
Tonight, I wasn't just claiming Elvira. I was declaring war.
"You're insane," Ronan muttered behind me, adjusting the ceremonial sword at his belt.
"Maybe," I said, sliding my jacket over my shoulders.
"But if we don't move first, Bloodmoon will come for us”
He didn’t argue, he knew I was right.
Since moving back into the city, we had been surrounded on all sides by enemies dressed as politicians and businessmen. Alphas who once groveled at my father’s feet now shared alliances behind closed doors. Bloodmoon, Rivershade, even
