Damien's POV “March to your defenses now,” I said loudly, signaling my guards. The healers and gammas took cover while the children and elders were moved into the Blackthorne chamber, a large hall I had built years ago for moments like this. “Prepare for retaliation,” I roared, turning to my guards. My eyes went to Lira. She was already safe inside the healers’ quarters. I glanced at the spot where Divine had been lying. She was gone. Someone must have moved her. Once I knew Lira was safe, I could finally focus on the fight. “Archers,” I shouted, signaling the gammas to line up. We did not use the wooden arrows other packs relied on. Ours were iron arrows, made and marked as Blackthorne weapons. Before battle, each arrow was dipped in wolfsbane to ensure every hit was deadly. The gammas stood ready, bows drawn, waiting for my signal. “Release,” I said. A thousand arrows flew in the direction the attack had come from. Something felt wrong. The only way arrows could have rea
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