Chapter 421: Breaking the Illusion

Astrid's POV

The Packhouse felt like it was holding its breath.

The soft rustle of papers, the distant murmur of warriors preparing for their assignments, even the steady crackle of the fireplace-all of it felt muted under the weight of what was coming.

I stood at the center of the war room, the maps and reports spread before me like pieces of a puzzle I hadn't yet solved.

My mind raced through the details, analyzing each thread of information, trying to see the bigger picture that Ardan had laid out for us.

We had a plan—an effective one by all accounts. But something gnawed at me, a persistent itch in the back of my mind that refused to be ignored.

This was too easy. Too obvious. And when it came to Ardan, nothing was ever straightforward.

The rogues had proven time and again that they were more than just a mindless army.

They adapted, improvised, and somehow always managed to stay two steps ahead.

If we underestimated them now, the cost could be devastating.

The door creaked open, and Killian stepped inside, his golden eyes immediately locking onto mine.

His presence, as always, was steadying-a reminder that I wasn't alone in this fight.

“The warriors are in position,” he said, his voice low but firm. “We're ready to strike at the supply routes the moment you give the word."

I nodded, my gaze flickering to the map.

work was meticulous as always, marking every potential

I felt

a good plan," I said, though my voice lacked

caught the hesitation immediately, his brow furrowing as

him, my thoughts churning like a storm. "It's too straightforward," I admitted, tracing a line along the

he's letting us see this if he's making it this obvious-then he wants us to act on

pressing against the edge. "You think

be. He knows we'll target his resources-it's the

is, why let us? What's he hiding while we're focused

head slightly, his golden gaze studying me. "What

into place. Ardan wasn't just trying to win a battle; he was trying

was calculated to dismantle the

the supply routes were bait, then the real target had to be something far

routes to divert us?" I said aloud, my voice gaining

furrowed.

heartbeat quickening as the answer

isn't just to weaken us-it's to destroy the foundation of the Packs. To shatter the unity that holds

after something critical, it

that represents everything he wants to tear

in Killian's eyes, and he stepped closer, his voice low.

on the map where the council

the Alphas and Lunas are meeting to discuss a united response. If he strikes there, it's not

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would explain why he's letting us see the supply

we take the bait, he'll have the opportunity to hit the council while

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