The Alliance of Wolves
e air, but palpable in the atmosphere. The horizon, still clea
avy with the promise of destruction. Each passing moment brought them closer to chaos, to the point of no return. Clara knew it, she could feel it. T
ned to the scouts' reports. He was prepared, but she knew that fear had taken hold inside him, masked by an appearance of control. He was doing everything
chest. She didn't have the luxury of staying in the shado
than she had expected. "My father's lands will not be lo
her words there was a strength he had not anticipated. He had expected her to tremble, to collapse under the weight of the situation. But she
ritory?" he asked, almost to
tation. "If we do nothing, we lose
fragile Clara he had met, the one who seemed like a pawn in a game she didn't want to play. No, this Clara had
. "I will trust you. But you must understand that things will not be sim
tor of her own destiny. She went to the map room, where plans were spread out on the table. The routes, the strategic points, the weaknesses. This was where the war would be played out.
u know how the terrain works here. We have weaknesses, points that could
theast. It's easier to hide there, but also easier to get trapped there. We s
ations of his words. "Interesting. You might be ri
antage," Clara replied, a defiant glint in her
e had to take the lead. And suddenly, a bigger idea formed in her mind. If the enemy thought that Clara's pack and Elias'
broken, but at the same time, a little more incline
ey had hoped. Much of their strategy had been based on the idea that they could maneuver with finesse. But uncertainty was ever-present.
, but the air was not enough to soothe the torments that were eating away at him. He sat on the edge of his bed, his hands clenched, his gaz
t unreal beauty. But it was in the shadow of that same moon that his own brother, Aurel, was plotting his betrayal. He knew tha
everything. She could hate him, or worse, think he was an imposter. But he had no ch
the shadows to overthrow him. And if he could