~Maxwell~

I stood in the war room, studying the map of Stonefang territory spread across the table. Red markers indicated guard positions, blue showed patrol routes, and a single black pin marked the pack house—where Alora would be.

"It's perfect," I murmured, a slow smile spreading across my face. "Absolutely perfect."

Selene leaned against the doorframe, watching me with an amused expression. "You've been staring at that map for three hours, Maxwell. I think you've memorized every tree by ...