Chapter 172

LUCAS’S POV

~COUNCIL CHAMBERS~

Every elder is here, seated around the long carved table, their faces tight with worry as the reports pour in. Another border attack. More blood spilled.

I sit two seats down from Alpha Kieran, trying to keep my expression steady even though my wolf paces restlessly beneath my skin. Something about all this feels wrong. The timing of the attacks, the precision of them… rogues don’t fight like this. They don’t coordinate, they don’t retreat ...