Alliances and a Frantic Escape

Freya's POV

"Couldn't have scripted a better outcome," my father said, clapping Gael across the shoulder as our boots hit the asphalt outside the assembly hall. "Who in their right mind would've bet on every single silver-blessed bloodline stepping up to shield our borders?"

Gael glanced over, genuine surprise lifting his brows. "Isn't collective defense standard protocol for them, Alpha?"

"Hel