The Backbone of the Pack

"We move out tonight," Magnus stated. The absolute finality in his tone left no oxygen in the room for debate.

Zevran moved instantly. "I'll rally the vanguard—"

"Stand down." The command cracked like a whip. "Just Valera and me."

Zevran planted his boots, shaking his head. "Absolutely not, Alpha."

Boric crossed his thick arms. "You want to march straight into Malachi’s backyard? Alone?"

"Aft