The war room in the Avila mansion was tense and dimly lit. Maps of the territory were spread across the large oak table, marked with red pins indicating recent rogue sightings. Xander stood at the head, his powerful frame rigid, emerald eyes sharp and focused. Claire sat beside him, her presence now a quiet but steady force in pack strategy meetings. The mate bond between them hummed with shared purpose, stronger than it had been in years.
A new rogue threat had emerged.
Reports from allied packs painted a grim picture: a powerful rogue Alpha named Kael had united several scattered groups. They had already attacked two border territories, leaving destruction and fear in their wake. Intelligence suggested they were targeting the Avila Grey Pack next — drawn by its wealth, power, and the s
