Todos los capítulos de Fated By War: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Kael's POVThe Council guards advanced in a wedge formation, weapons drawn but not yet raised. A show of force meant to intimidate rather than slaughter."Hold positions," I commanded our warriors. "Do not strike first. Make them choose violence in front of witnesses.""They will choose it," Luna said, her hand tight on her sword hilt. "The question is whether we are ready when they do."Alpha Garrett reached the edge of our camp, his eyes fixed on me with undisguised hatred. "Final warning, Brennan. Surrender yourself and your mate for Council judgment. The rest of your pack may depart unharmed.""Judgment?" I let contempt color my voice. "You mean execution. The same fate you planned for every name on those lists.""I mean justice," Garrett countered. "For crimes against pack unity.""Then let the Gathering decide justice," Elder Marcus said, stepping forward despite his injuries. "Not you alone. Let witnesses hear testimony. Let evidence be examined. Let truth determine guilt.""Tr

The search parties returned empty-handed as night fell over the Gathering grounds. Garrett and Celeste had vanished into thin air, taking with them any hope of immediate justice.I stood near the medical tent, watching Vera work on the wounded, when Mira approached with something clustched in her hand."I found this," she said in a low tone, glancing around to make sure no one else listened. "Near the detention area. It was half-buried in the dirt."She opened her palm. A small silver pendant lay there, marked with an unfamiliar symbol. Three crescents interwoven, forming a pattern I had never seen before."What is it?" I asked, collecting the pendant."I do not know. But it was not there before the escape. Someone dropped it during the rescue."My pulse quickened. "The spy.""Maybe." Mira's expression was troubled. "Or maybe someone wants us to think that. After I was framed, I do not trust convenient evidence anymore."She had a point. But this felt different. Less obvious than the

Kael's POVThe journey back to Nightshade territory took two days of forced marching. The assembly had dissolved in chaos after Dante's capture, with most packs retreating to their own lands rather than risk entanglement in what they saw as Nightshade's problem. Only Stormborn and Riverside sent small contingents with us. Ten warriors total, a small amount compared to what we needed.Aria walked beside me in silence, her grief a tangible weight through the mate bond. She had not spoken since we left the Gathering grounds, all her energy focused on putting one foot in front of the other. "We will get him back," I said quietly as Nightshade's walls came into view."You do not know that." Her voice was hollow. "Garrett could have killed him already. The deadline passed hours ago.""If Garrett wanted him dead, he would have done it immediately for maximum impact. He is keeping Dante alive for leverage.""Or torture." She finally looked at me. "You know what the Council does to prisoners."

Kael's POVThe blade against Dante's throat drew blood, a thin red line that made my decision for me. "Stop," I called out, stepping fully into view. "I will negotiate.""Wise choice." Garrett gestured, and two of his wolves moved forward to flank me as I approached. "Though wisdom comes too late to save you."I kept my hands visible, weapons sheathed, playing the role of defeated Alpha. Behind me, hidden in the forest, my twenty warriors waited for my signal."Your terms," I said, stopping ten feet from where Dante hung chained and bleeding."Unconditional surrender," Garrett said. "You and your mate submit to Council authority. Nightshade Pack dissolves, its members distributed among loyal territories. Your rebellion ends.""And Dante?""Lives, if you cooperate. Dies if you do not." Garrett pressed the blade harder. "Simple mathematics."Through the bond, I felt Aria's desperation spike. She was in danger, fighting on the western front. Every moment I delayed here was a moment she f

Kael's POV"We cannot send aid to Stormborn," Silas said flatly. "We barely defended ourselves three days ago. Our warriors are still recovering.""Then Freya's pack dies," Luna said, her voice harsh. "And the Council picks off the next weakest ally. Then the next. Until only Nightshade remains.""Better Nightshade survives than all of us falling together," Silas countered.The war room erupted into arguments, each voice louder than the last. Through it all, I watched Aria's face and saw the same impossible choice reflected there that I felt."We vote," I said, cutting through the noise. "Those in favor of sending reinforcements to Stormborn?"Three hands rose. Aria's, Luna's, and Elena's."Those against?"Eight hands rose, including Silas and most of the senior warriors.Democracy had spoken. Stormborn would face the Council alone."No," Aria said, standing. "We cannot let them die.""Democracy has decided," Silas said. "You cannot overturn it because you dislike the result.""Then d