LyraWhen the SUV turned onto the road leading into the settlement, it was crowded, but the people standing along it did not look like an angry mob waiting for a fight. They looked frightened. Mothers kept their children close, older wolves stood behind their doors, and several men watched the fleet of cars accompanying me with caution.“This doesn't look like a rebellion,” I said.The guard driving me glanced around.“It may be that they're hiding their support.”I shook my head. “No. They look afraid.”We continued farther into the territory, and the more I saw, the more certain I became. There were no cheering crowds, no organized groups of warriors, and no signs that the ordinary people had gathered willingly. Instead, there were families standing together in silence while armed wolves moved through the streets, ordering people inside and demanding that they declare which side they supported.A woman stepped out of a small house as we passed.“Please,” she called.I asked the guar
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