Chapter 215

Kieran’s POV

Five Days to War.

Five days.

That’s all we have left. The pack feels different when I step outside my chambers that morning. It was very dry. Like everyone is walking with the same thought pressing against their ribs.

This might be it. I see it everywhere once I start paying attention. Families sitting closer than usual during meals. Parents holding their children longer, like letting go might mean losing them forever. Laughter sounds forced sometimes, like people are afraid silence will invite fear in.

I walk through the courtyard and warriors bow out of habit, but their eyes look empty when they look at me. In the future I represent. On whether I can keep them alive.

The training grounds never rest now. Not even at night