Chapter 287: Chapter 287

I smiled, leaning my head against his chest. “I love you too, stubborn as you are.”

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5/7

It was morning, I walked out of the packhouse, I was about to go. to the training area to see how things were going when I heard werewolves discussing Calla’s message, and arguments were stirring.

I stood at the front of the room, my voice firm, trying to restore calm to the rising unease.“We cannot let Calla play us against each other,” I said with firm resolution. “She speaks calculated words meant to divide the pack. We have to stand united.”

“But what if she is telling the truth?” One of the younger wolves, Miles, ventured, trying to speak loud but still managing to lace doubt into his tone.

My jaw clenched. “Then we investigate. We don’t act on baseless accusation

Dane walked to me and stood by my side, his arms crossed. “Miles, Calla doesn’t care about the truth. She wants to

destabilize us. Following her lead would be playing into her hands.”

Miles looked uncertain but nodded, retreating into the crowd.

Thick tension hung heavy as murmurs spread, werewolves exchanging uncertain glances.

Chapter 285

6/7

Before I could continue, the gates to the packhouse swung open and a messenger stumbled inside, pale–faced and gasping as though he’d run all the way from the borders.

“Alpha Dane,” he panted, his voice cracking.

“We spotted movement near disputed territory. They’re not just scouting anymore. Advancing.”

Suddenly, there was chaos: voices hooting each other in high pitched interest, questions in a rush.

“How many?” Dane took another step, voice sharp.

“Two dozen at least,” replied the messenger. “They are encamping just over the northern ridge.”

I felt my heart skip and I turned to Dane, our eyes met. His face went hard, his eyes, cold.

“We don’t have time for debate,” Dane cut through the babble. To me, he said, “We have to move right now.”

I faltered, my mind racing. “If we rush in without a plan, we could lose everything.”

“And if we don’t move, they’ll take what’s ours,” Dane returned, frustration edging into his tone.

The pack fell silent; all eyes were on both me and Dane. Then I nodded. “Then let’s prepare.”