Chapter 88 The Fall of theAlphas

　　Third-Person POV 　　The night was torn apart by war. 　　For centuries, werewolves had stood as one against their enemies—human hunters, rogue beasts, and ancient threats. But now, for the first time since the birth of the packs, they were divided. 　　The council had called Caitlyn a traitor. They had tried to strip her of her title, her leadership, and her right to stand among them. When that failed, they had declared war. 　　Now blood stained the ground, and it belonged to their own kind. 　　Caitlyn moved through the battlefield, her silver eyes alight with sorrow and fury. Every swing of her blade, every slash of her claws, cut through warriors who had once been allies. Wolves she had fought beside. Wolves she had saved. 　　And yet, they came at her with killing intent. 　　Raymond fought beside her, his golden eyes filled with barely controlled rage. “This isn’t a war. This is a massacre.” 　　Caitlyn deflected a blow from an attacking warrior, twisting to deliver a crushing kick to his rib