Chapter 40

Jaxon POV

The air in the war room drifted in and out. Outside, the wind howled through the mountains, but within these four walls, my mind was far from eased.

I looked around the table, Talon sat with his arms crossed, jaw tight. Callan tapped his fingers restlessly against the wood. Kale had a scowl etched into his face so deep it looked permanent. And Ronan... Ronan was calm, the kind that always came before he said something outrageous. I had called them privately to share our opinions together. 

“This isn’t good,” Talon muttered, breaking the silence. “Scouts from Rivershade have crossed the southern ridge. They’re not even hiding anymore.”

I nodded. I had seen the reports. Rivershade’s subtlety was gone. That meant only one thing: pressure.

“They’re looking for a reason,” I