The Alpha felt a slight discomfort at the mention of Reagan. They still hadn't settled their differences yet, especially their most recent clash before he embarked on this cursed war, but that wasn't important now.
Personal grievances could wait. They had other pressing threats at hand.
"How so?" He asked Gwyneth, who stood, waiting for approval to continue speaking.
"He had examined the attackers," she began, "their armor, their weaponry - none of it belonged to any pack we recognize." Her gaze swept across the room, "It was unlike anything we've ever seen, far more lethal."
"And, logically, the Dark Silver pack is a small pack. They wouldn't dare attack us in this manner with their limited forces. They can't afford the luxury of extra warriors to carry out an attack on our pack whil
