"Last night, while the pack slept, Kade, Lyra, Kieran, and I performed a physical binding ritual. We didn't use magic. We used physics. We drove the crystal monolith three hundred feet into the granite bedrock, and we fused the ley-line energy directly into the geological strata of the territory."
I look directly at Sterling. "The Anchor is no longer a biological entity. The Anchor is the land itself. The Blackthorn territory is no longer a magical sovereign entity dependent on a Luna. It is a geological sovereign entity. The land is the Anchor. And the land cannot be burned out."
Silence falls over the war room. Sterling stares at the holographic blueprint, his legal mind racing to find a loophole in a geological argument.
"That’s... that’s unprecedented," Sterling stammers. "The treat
