CHAPTER 80 AMAYA

“They’ve hit us.”

The words didn’t echo.. they landed hard, sharp and undeniable.

Luciano didn’t raise his voice when he said it, but something in the way he stood in the doorway told me everything I needed to know before the details even followed. His control was still there, precise as ever, but it was stretched thinner now, pulled tight by urgency that refused to be contained.

Alvaro looked up first. “Where.”

“East ridge territory,” Luciano replied as he stepped fully into the room, already pulling up information on the tablet in his hand. “One of the smaller allied packs. They pledged yesterday.”

Javier swore under his...