Gaia's POV

The strategy room buzzed with tense energy as pack leaders gathered around the central table. Maps of White Moon territory covered the surface, marked with defensive positions and enemy approach vectors.

The moment I stepped through the door, Aurora's sharp voice cut through the discussion.

"What is she doing here?" She turned to face me, her expression a mixture of disbelief and contempt. "This is a war council, not a training exercise. She's nothing but a ...