Running away wasn’t an option. I couldn’t let Alison’s baby grow up without a father, and I couldn’t imagine living without Adam. No matter the risk, I had to go and rescue them. But I couldn’t do it alone—I needed an army.
“Do we have enough warriors?” I asked James, my voice tense with determination.
He shook his head, his expression apologetic. “Just enough to take you to safety, Luna,” he confessed. I felt a wave of frustration surge through me. How had all these warriors funnelled into the battle without my knowledge?
“Take me to Lucas,” I demanded, and James hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.
“Alpha Lucas has refused to help,” he replied, his voice careful.
“If he joins us, would we have a fighting chance?” I pressed, desperate for any hope. James nodded solemnly.
