The Calm Strategy~

ELRICH

The morning after the mark appeared on Lyra’s wrist, I called a meeting before the sun rose. My instincts screamed for battle, but I’d learned that sometimes patience cuts deeper than claws.

The council gathered in the war room. Lucan stood at my right, Ivy near the door, and three visiting Alphas across the table — men I trusted just enough to keep breathing in my presence.

I started simply. “Kael’s army thrives on fear. We take that from him, we take his ...