Gabriel

Logan stood, his hands flat on the desk between us. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that if Bellmoon falls, Mysticwoods is next. Your pack sits between mine and the other territories where most Nightfang activity has been concentrated. You're a strategic position, a gateway. If they take you, they have a clear path to attack the Alpha King's pack directly." I held his gaze. "So no, Logan, this isn't just about your pride or your autonomy. This is about regional security. About ...