Kane’s POV
The long oak table stretched before me, covered in maps, scrolls and open books. Wax from the half-melted candles had dripped onto the wood, leaving pale streaks across the surface. The flames were burning low.
I had been staring at the same map for so long that the borders and inked lines seemed etched into my vision. My eyes burned but I couldn’t look away. The eastern border was the weak point, if the enemy struck again, that would be where they hit first.
The couriers had already ridden out at dawn, carrying my summons to the neighboring packs. Though the council had approved it and more than that, had encouraged it. It didn’t ease the weight pressing down on my shoulders. Approval was easy but convincing every Alpha to set aside their pride and fight as one? That was har
