Zane’s POVThe war room was thick with tension.Maps stretched across the long table… pins marking routes, borders, weak points. My warriors stood around me, eyes fixed, bodies rigid… waiting.Waiting for me.“For the last time,” I said, my voice cutting clean through the room, “we strike at dawn.”Silence followed.Not hesitation… not fear.Just focus.“Mystic Falls won’t see us coming,” I continued, pacing slowly around the table. “We split into three units. First division hits the eastern gate. Second takes the perimeter and cuts off reinforcements. Third..” I tapped the map hard, right at the heart of their territory “…comes with me.”A low murmur rippled through them.Excitement. Anticipation.War.“We don’t stop,” I went on, my voice dropping into something darker. “We don’t hesitate. We don’t retreat. We go in, we tear it down, and we bring my Luna back.”A growl of agreement rose from the room.But then…“Alpha…”The voice was hesitant.I turned sharply.One of the younger war
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