"So it's decided?" Sasha asks the males seated around the table. "We'll march to FireMoon in two days?"
Cayden shifts uncomfortably in his seat. He's aware of how these Alphas and Lunas are looking at him. He's joined them against his own blood pack. In their eyes, he's a traitor, a coward. But it's not the pack he's fighting against, it's his brother. Cyran kicked him out of his pack and took his rightful place as Alpha of FireMoon. Most importantly, he took Mia away from him. Yes, he's heard of their mating. He felt it. It made his blood boil. It killed the remnants of his bond with her.
Something in Cyran changed and he doesn't quite know what it is.
