Chapter 293

The curtains broke, and morning painted the room soft gold.

I sat upon the edge of the bed and stared down at the map across my lap. The indecision of the council ate at me Aurora. firm, as always, for waiting in a peaceful way yet every instinct in me was screaming the opposite: time was not of our essence.

The door creaked as Trajan stepped in, his expression wary. “You’re up early,” he said, crossing his arms.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I admitted, rolling up the map. “I’ve made my decision, Trajan. I’m going to scout the disputed territory myself.”

furrowed. “Without the council’s approval? Aurora won’t like this.”

approval anymore,” I snapped, my voice harder

nodded. “Who are you

trust,”

paused, then gave

Warrick, and three others who had sworn loyalty without the least hesitation. The air

was easy enough to see why both packs coveted this land: rich land, clear rivers only a few feet underground, wood so thick knotted.

inside this paradise, the tighter I felt something was pulled

out, figures appeared from behind the trees. An army wearing

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