Chapter 93 Sudden Suggestion
But now, with the West crumbling and the South desperate, the North would suffer even more.
To make matters worse, Alpha Damon—leader of the northern packs—had left his territory to support the war against the vampires. His absence had strained the region’s stability. Only recently had things begun to settle again... and now a plague had emerged, threatening to undo what little progress they had made.
Everything was unraveling—too quickly, too precisely. And now, no one in the court could deny it: this wasn’t a coincidence.
It was war, being waged from the shadows.
The Royal Doctor had already been scheduled to travel north to investigate the outbreak and help contain the plague, ensuring that panic and chaos wouldn’t spread among the people. The situation was becoming increasingly dire—the plague’s fatality rate was rising, and they still hadn’t identified its nature or source.
Every werewolf who fell ill or died meant one less warrior defending the northern borders. And that loss would weaken their defenses, eventually creating gaps in the line—gaps that the corrupted monsters would undoubtedly exploit. If the northern defenses collapsed entirely, those monsters, already twisted and aggressive from demonic energy, could spill into the Royal Capital or even other parts of the domain.
What was currently a medical crisis could very well spiral into a full-blown invasion if not handled swiftly and decisively.
"Then, what do you suggest we do?" the Alpha King asked Addison once again. Unlike earlier, when the officials had dismissed her, now they were looking at her with newfound respect. After all, she had just uncovered a critical problem they had overlooked by seeing the bigger picture. The change in their attitude was clear, and all eyes were fixed on her, waiting for her response.
Despite the sudden attention, Addison remained calm and composed. She looked down thoughtfully for a moment, gathering her thoughts, before lifting her gaze to speak.