“We leave immediately for the mountains. Tristan, go to the shifter camp and inform them of the news,” I commanded.

The buzz and preparations in the camp were loud. Coven soldiers prepared for departure. As we finalized to leave, Alpha Lycus appeared in the camp. He walked majestically and stood defiant and ready.

“You are here. Have you prepared your army?” My question surprised him. I could tell by the way his eyes widened. He had come ready to persuade me, but I knew ...