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.

potential choke point

of feeling reassured, I felt an

said, though my

brow furrowing as

too

he's letting us see this if he's making it this

leaned over the table, his hands pressing against the edge. "You think the supply routes are

think they might be. He knows we'll target his resources-it's

is, why let us? What's he

golden gaze studying me. "What are you

stared at the map, the pieces of the puzzle beginning to shift into place. Ardan wasn't just trying to win a battle; he was trying to send

he made was calculated to dismantle

the supply routes were bait, then the real target had to

supply routes to divert us?" I said aloud, my voice gaining strength. "What

furrowed. "Like

straightened, my heartbeat quickening as the answer crystallized in

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

after something critical, it has to

that represents everything he wants

flickered in Killian's eyes, and he stepped closer, his

the map where the

united response. If he strikes there, it's not

اظا

jaw tightening. "That would explain why

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

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