Chapter 70 Fire And Fang

• The land east of the Ebonridge Hills was once green. Now it was silent. Not dead — just listening. Lucy Hamilton stood atop the ridge with her war party below, the first army of the Howling Pact gathered in full.
• Banners waved across the scarlet dawn: MoonShadow’s black crescent, Bloodhowl’s twin wolves, DeathHill’s bone-spear, Bloodmoon’s crimson eye, and in the center — the flaming moon of Moonclaw, burning brighter than the rising sun.
• Below the banners, over three thousand werewolves prepared for the first strike.