Chapter 105

• The alliance’s war room was filled with a cacophony of voices, each one sharper and more heated than the last. Alliance leaders from various factions stood around the central table, maps and reports scattered across its surface. The tension was palpable, as reports of coordinated rogue strikes suggested that The Harbinger had access to classified information.
• Amara stood at the head of the table, her hands gripping its edge as she surveyed the room. Xander was at her side, his expression grim, while Asher leaned against a pillar, his arms crossed, watching the argument unfold.
• “How else would they know where to strike unless someone told them?” Alpha Geralt barked, slamming his fist onto the table. His sharp gaze flicked toward the vampire envoy. “The vampires have never been fully committed to this alliance. Perhaps we should start there.”