Rowan’s povin the wall room of my back, I looked at the ceiling and the windowless chamber as I sighed. A single map that was large enough to fill up the table was spread across from edge to edge, its face ruined by generations of finger tracing.I looked at Kael, my Beta, a mountain of a man with a quiet voice and eyes that missed nothing. Finn, the grizzled, one eyed commander of our scouts. And a few others, their faces grim in the flickering torchlight.We’d been at this for hours. The initial fire, the rage I’d felt when Anna told me of her humiliation, had cooled into something harder. Something more dangerous. “He’s strong on his own ground,” Kael rumbled, his thick finger tapping the map where Dante’s packhouse stood. “High ground. Strong walls. Well-supplied. A direct assault on the main compound would be… costly.” He didn’t say ‘suicidal,’ but the word hung in the air.Finn grunted, leaning over the map. His one good eye scanned the terrain. “Aye. The boy’s not a complete
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