Save Me, Claim Me
“As of now, we’ve confirmed eleven packs solidly aligned with us - Red Hollow, Frost Hills, Shadow Pines, and the loner clans from the Northern Ice Verge among them. That gives us roughly four to five thousand wolves, with about half battle-trained.”
“That’s not enough to face the full weight of the Council,” Galen muttered, arms crossed.
“No,” I agreed, “but it’s a foundation.”
Rylan shifted a few map markers and spoke next. “We’ve got about six packs sitting neutral, undecided. If we get even half of those, we’ll tip the balance. But they’ll need a reason to join. Proof. Hope. Protection. The Council’s already pushing fear. We have to offer something stronger.”
“Trust,” Tessa said quietly
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