(Kael)
The night is quiet. Too quiet. Like the whole territory is holding its breath waiting for what comes next.
I'm standing on the balcony outside my quarters looking out over Moonridge. The pack house is full of warriors. Moonridge, Clearwater, and Silvermist all preparing for the attack that could come any day now. Nearly two hundred fighters ready to defend our home.
Thunder speaks in my mind. 'Any day now.'
'I know.'
'Are we ready?'
'As ready as we can be. The defenses are strong. The warriors are trained. The allies are committed. We've done everything possible to prepare.'
'Then we'll win.'
I want to believe that. Want to believe that all our preparation will be enough.
But war is unpredictable. People die. Plans fail. Even with nearly two hundred warriors, even with stro
