~Countermoves in the Shadows~

EIRA

Morning came gray and still. I woke up early as usual, before the alarms, before the patrols shifted. My wolf was restless, pacing under the surface, whispering danger.

Elrich was already at the war table, maps spread wide, fingers tracing the perimeter. “We have to assume she’s watching,” he said without looking up.

I poured coffee and joined him. “She’s out there, weaving threads. Any misstep could give her more than she had in ...