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.

marking every potential choke point along the rogue king's

instead of feeling reassured, I felt

good plan," I said, though my voice lacked

hesitation immediately, his brow furrowing

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

us see this if he's making it

his hands pressing against the edge. "You think

nodded slowly. "I think they might be. He knows we'll target

why let us? What's

his golden gaze studying

pieces of the puzzle beginning to shift into place. Ardan wasn't just trying to win a battle;

calculated to dismantle the

real target had

if he's using the supply routes to divert us?" I said aloud, my voice gaining strength.

brows furrowed.

heartbeat quickening as the answer

to weaken us-it's to destroy the foundation of the Packs. To shatter the

after something critical, it has

he

eyes, and he stepped closer, his voice

the map where the council

it's not just an attack-it's a statement. A declaration that the Packs can't

اظا

"That would explain

we take the bait, he'll have the opportunity

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