Alpha Adonis
The distant chatter of senior warriors filled the air.
He headed to the surveillance room, taking in the screens displaying real-time intel. Maps overlaid with satellite imagery showed the Lycan pack's territory highlighted in red. His hand brushed the touchscreen, zooming in on the coordinates. Warriors huddled around monitors, their faces concentrating on the data streaming in.
Back in the hall, Alexander's gaze swept over the team, his eyes locked on his head warrior. "How did it go?"
The warrior's face was grim. "Adonis humiliated us, Alpha. His moves were already calculated. He knew we were coming."
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