Chapter 195

KAELOS Three weeks after Callista's wedding, I sat in the Nightveil Pack's large conference room with a giant map of North America spread out before me. Colored dots marked the location of every major Pack across the continent—blue for allies, yellow for neutrals, and red for those potentially hostile. There were still too many red dots. “This is ambitious,” said Beta Archer, standing beside me with a tablet in his hand. “Uniting all the Packs in North America under one alliance? No one has ever succeeded in doing this in modern history.” “Because no one has ever really tried,” I replied, my fingers tracing the border lines on the map. “Until now, each Pack has operated independently—fighting for territory, competing for resources, suspicious of each other. But threats like Viktor show us something important: we are stronger together than apart.” Seraphina entered the room carrying a cup of coffee for me. She already knew I would be working late again. “Still planning world domination?