The school gym had been completely transformed into a war room overnight.
The basketball hoops still hung overhead, but the atmosphere inside the space no longer resembled anything remotely connected to school life.
A massive rectangular table had been dragged into the center of the gym with a detailed map spread across its surface. Smaller maps, papers, and handwritten notes littered the edges while different colored figures had been placed strategically across various locations. Some of them represented wolves, the others were Duskmoon Village and possible enemy positions.
The scent of tension sat thickly in the room.
Only the main alphas remained inside discussing strategy while the sub-alphas organized the other wolves outside for battle preparations. Through the gym doors came muffled sounds of movement, weapons being sorted, and wolves barking orders.
Elijah stood near the edge of the table with both palms pressed against its surface, his gaze fixed on the map.
