Chapter 291: Alliances...
Xavier POV
I stared at the maps spread across my desk trying to make sense of the it. I’ve never needed this... never. Now with the threat at our borders, I had no choice but to use the maps.
I stared at the routes outside of Greyhound territory crisscrossed in intricate patterns, each leading to either potential allies or danger. I traced my finger along one of the paths, eyes narrowing as I considered the risk of sending scouts or soldiers out for help. We needed reinforcements, information, anything.
Not to mention, yesterday, four strange men had shown up at our borders asking for Selene. They hadn’t provided me with adequate information as to why they were looking for her but I still couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
The men had talked about Kragen and Selene but didn’t provide more details.
And since those men showed up at our borders asking about Selene, things had gotten darker, and more intense. The tension in the pack was palpable, and my mind raced with too many unknowns. How could we be sure who to trust? Who would help us if we asked? And more importantly—who would turn on us?
I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair as my frustration mounted. The situation was spiralling, and I felt like we were running out of time. I needed to figure out a plan to secure the pack, protect Selene, and unravel whatever Kragen had planned.
A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, and I tensed. Before I could call out, the door swung open with a sudden force. The scent of blood hit me first, sharp and metallic, sending a wave of alarm through my senses.
Jared—Alpha Jared of the Blue Moon Pack—strode in, his presence filling the room with authority and danger. Behind him, two of his warriors dragged a bleeding Lucius, his head hanging limply, his body bruised and battered. His eyes were barely open, his face twisted in pain, yet somehow defiant.