By sunrise, hundreds of wolves stood behind me.Some carried swords. Others held bows, shields, or whatever weapons they had managed to find.Former rogues stood beside Ironfang warriors.And for the first time since I arrived at Moonfall, I saw something I had almost forgotten how to recognize.Hope.“Luna Nyra!”A warrior raised his sword.“We're ready!”A cheer rose from the crowd.I lifted my hand.“Then let's make sure we're ready for the right reasons.”The cheering faded.Riven stood beside the training ground, watching me with his arms crossed.“You have their attention,” he said.“Attention won't keep them alive.”“No. That's your job now.”I gave him a sharp look.“Don't make it sound like a burden.”“Isn't it?”I turned toward the gathered wolves.“Everyone, listen!”The crowd quieted.“We have a message from the Council. They want me to surrender, and they have threatened every wolf who stands with me.”A growl moved through the group.“They think fear will make us obey,”
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