~~XANDER MORTAIN~~

~~THE ECLIPSE PACK~~

The air in the war room was suffocating. Maps sprawled across the table. My father, Conor, and General Kael hunched over them, scrutinizing the parchment from the North as if staring at it could magically change the words.

 

“It’s a suicide mission to ignore them!” my father bellowed, his fist slamming the table. “There is a reason no pack crosses them.”

 

“They claim to be hunting for the Shadow Heiress,” I reminded him, my voice tight. “We haven’t taken anyone. The Eclipse hasn't raided the North in decades.”

 

“They don’t give a damn about our history, Xander. Every pack is guilty until proven innocent,” Father...