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“Stay quiet, seer,” one of them hissed in my ear. “We’ve got plans for you. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

Chapter 14

Orion

As I stepped inside the warehouse, I could feel the tension hanging in the air, colder than usual. The shadows clung to the walls, and my wolves, the ones I trusted most, were already gathered—waiting. Their eyes tracked me as I walked in, their loyalty solid, but I could feel the weight of what we were about to discuss.

“I want to thank you all for coming.” My voice cut through the silence, sharp and clear. “We’ve been patient, too patient. Marcosias has been pushing the boundaries, testing us, and it’s time we remind him who we are. This isn’t just about power anymore. It’s about the Ronala Clan. We are the Ronala Clan, and no dares to come close to us, or those we love.

I expected immediate agreement, but instead, there was a ripple of discomfort. Some of the wolves exchanged uneasy glances. I furrowed my brow, feeling the tension thickening in the air.

“What’s the problem?” I demanded, my eyes scanning the group. These were my men—wolves who had stood by me through countless battles. I trusted them with my life. But now, something was off.

“Orion, we’ve all heard the rumors.” One of my most trusted wolves, Gavin, stepped forward, his gaze hard, voice laced with hesitation. His eyes flickered with something I didn’t like—doubt. “About you and Luna.”

My stomach tightened. This wasn’t the time for this.

“She’s a seer,” another wolf muttered from the back. “An outsider. The clan has rules, traditions—”

“We don’t answer to traditions when we’re at war!” I snapped, cutting him off. “Luna is my mate, prophecy or not. She’s part of this, whether you like it or not.”

“And what does that mean for the clan? Seers have never been accepted among us. You know that. The bond between a seer and an alpha ... it’s unheard of. What if it weakens our pack?” Gavin’s face darkened as he spoke.

“Weakens?” I took a step toward him, my anger flaring. “She’s more powerful than you can imagine. And if you think I’m going to turn my back on her because of some ancient rules, then you don’t know me at all.”

“Orion, no one’s questioning your loyalty to the pack, but … people are talking. Marcosias will use this against you. If you’renot careful, it could divide us from within.” Another wolf, Dylan, shifted uncomfortably.

“Marcosias doesn’t get to dictate what happens within my pack.” My eyes flashed with fury.

But even as I said it, I could feel the weight of their doubts pressing down on me. They weren’t convinced. And in a war, doubt could be deadly.

I took a breath, trying to steady my voice. “I know this is uncharted territory, but Luna’s not a threat to us. She’s an asset. Her visions … they’ve already saved us more times than I can count. Marcosias wants to use her, but he won’t get the chance. We’re going to stop him, and we’ll do it together.”

The room was silent for a moment, tension crackling in the air like static. I could see the uncertainty lingering in their eyes, the unspoken questions. They wouldn’t push me any further—not now—but I knew this wasn’t the end of it.

“Alright,” Gavin said, after a long pause. “We’ll follow your lead, Orion. But we’ll be watching.”

I nodded, trying to ignore the sting of his words. I had to keep moving forward. There wasn’t time for hesitation. Marcosias was getting stronger, and every moment we wasted, he was one step closer to whatever dark plan he was brewing.

As the meeting shifted back to strategy, I leaned forward, my hands flat on the table, forcing myself to focus.

“Alright,” I began, my voice steady, though my mind kept pulling elsewhere. “First, we need to secure our alliances. The Songuan pack is key—they owe us, and we’ll call in that favor. Gavin, you and Dylan will lead the negotiations. We need their fighters, but more importantly, their intel.”

Gavin nodded, scribbling down the details. “They’ll come through, no doubt.”

I continued laying out the plan, my words steady, but something was gnawing at me, a nagging sense that something wasn’t right. My instincts, sharp as ever, were picking up on it, but I couldn’t place it.

“We hit Marcosias hard and fast,” I said, forcing my mind back to the task at hand. “No waiting for him to make the first move. We have to—”

But my voice trailed off as that uneasy feeling grew stronger.

“You alright, Alpha? You seem ... distracted.” Dylan glanced at me, his brow furrowed.

“I’m fine. Let’s stay focused.” I clenched my jaw, pushing back the strange sense of dread creeping up on me.

But the more I tried to push it away, the stronger it got. Like a warning bell in the back of my mind that refused to quiet down.

“Are you sure?” Gavin pressed, eyes narrowing. “If there’s something else—”

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