Reid’s POV
We had just finished the meeting; every back member was called. We had to meet at the Pack stadium just to cram everyone in. We tripled the border patrols, made sure that we had a plan. A plan that I believed was solid and would work, that they wouldn’t catch us off guard. The patrols were running smoothly for the first nine hours. My men were exhausted but alert. Geared up on needing to protect their families and our way of life. The Hunters haven’t been seen or heard from in nearly two decades.
We soon learned they had been biding their time, accumulating more members, they outnumbered us. There were over five hundred Pack members in my Pack. This should have been an easy victory, especially with the help of the Black Moon Pack by our side. We sent word to the neighbouring
