Every bakery.
My eyes snapped to Elena.
“Oh my Goddess.”
She frowned.
“What?”
“That’s brilliant.”
“I was explaining why it’s impossible.”
“And you accidentally solved it.”
Drake pointed at her.
“See? Your attitude improved already.”
Elena opened her mouth, closed it, then looked at me with visible caution.
“Nevara.”
I grabbed the nearest laptop and spun it toward me.
“We already have lists of every surrounding wolf pack.”
She nodded slowly.
“Yes.”
“They’re being contacted about the televised wedding.”
“Yes.”
“So when they are contacted, we ask how many members belong to the pack.”
Her eyes sharpened.
I kept going, the idea building so quickly I could barely keep up with it.
“Then the task gets delegated to each pack’s Beta. Every Beta contacts every bakery within their
