Two minds, two wolves, one purpose.

The northern wall was chaos when I arrived. Wolves shouting orders. Students hauling weapons. Everyone moving with the frantic energy of people who knew death was coming.

Darius stood at the center of it all, directing traffic like he'd been preparing for this moment his entire life. Which, as Alpha heir, he probably had.

"Eastern approach needs more archers," he called to a lieutenant. "Move half the sword fighters to cover their blind spots."

"We don't ...