The air in the city was thick. Heavy with tension and the scent of smoke. Mira walked through the streets. Every step calculated. Every sound sharp in her ears. She did not need to see the enemies to know they were watching. Alder was close behind. Silent. Protective. Their bond thrumming inside her like a heartbeat she could feel in her bones. He did not speak. She did not need him to. Inside the mansion the council gathered. Biker packs, Mafia generals, rogue leaders. All looking to Mira for guidance. She stood at the head of the table. The maps spread before her like a battlefield of shadows. They will hit again she said. We need to anticipate. Alder leaned forward. Where. Everywhere Mira answered. They are scattered but organized. They will try to hit our weak points first. A younger Alpha spoke. We can take them. Mira looked at him sharply. Confidence is good. Recklessness will get you killed. We fight smart or we do not fight at all. Plans moved like clockwork. Sa
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