Later that day, we gathered in the meeting room. Maps covered the table, and Arlo had drawn lines tracing where the energy pulses had been strongest. Every line curved back to the mountains. The air buzzed faintly, the kind of tension that made your skin prickle before a storm.
Dennis joined us halfway through. He looked older than he did a few weeks ago, like the weight of all this was finally getting to him. His voice cracked slightly as he spoke. “If what Lupa says is true.” He said, staring at the map, “then we’ll need allies. The Eclipse Pack can’t be fought alone.”
The room went still again. No one wanted to admit how right he was.
“We don’t even know how many of them there are.” Gage said. “They could’ve rebuilt in secret for years.”
“They have.” Lupa said softly. “They’ve been
