The days following Luna Ruby's execution passed slowly. As Alpha Donk's new right hand, I found myself thrust into the center of pack politics and military strategy. It was a dizzying, often overwhelming experience, but I forced myself to stay focused. Every bit of information I gathered could be crucial in my quest to bring Alpha Donk down.
Today, I stood beside Alpha Donk in the war room, a large cave near his personal quarters that had been converted into a strategic planning center. Maps covered the walls, marked with various symbols and notations that I was only beginning to understand.
"Rebecca," Alpha Donk's gruff voice broke through my thoughts. "Pay attention. This is important."
I straightened up, focusing on the large map spread out on the table before us. It showed our terri
