Tension settled thick in the room, heavier than the aftermath of the battle itself. No one relaxed. Because for the first time since the attack— they all understood that what they were facing was far bigger than a rogue incursion. Enzo was the first to break the silence. He ran a hand through his hair, pacing once before stopping in front of Talon’s desk.
“What we need now… is information.”
His voice was steady, but there was urgency beneath it.
“Knowledge.”
He looked between them—Talon, Diana, Galvin.
“Because right now… we’re fighting blind.” A pause. “We don’t know who the enemy is.” His jaw tightened slightly.
“We don’t even fully understand what a Silver Wolf is.”
His eyes shifted to Diana. “Or what a Silver Wolf is capable of.”
Diana didn’t interrupt. Didn’t argue. Because he
