Chapter 240

Lucas’s POV

The Council’s Room.

The council room had never felt this suffocating before. The situation in the pack currently has made many of us restless. Who rests or sleeps when our people are in danger?

I leaned against the stone wall, arms folded across my chest, watching the elders and others argue over a table that no longer held answers. The map spread across it was a mess now. The poisoned well. The burned store houses. The Ambush points. It didn’t look like a strategy anymore. It looked like we were slowly being erased.

“We can ration again,” Elder Maeron said, her voice already getting strained. Her fingers pressed flat against the table. “We stretch what we have left and take over our abandoned lands.”

“And when the next wells are poisoned?” Elder Cassian snapped, one of t