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Christian’s POV My heart sank at the thought of war. It was a path I wished to avoid at all costs, for the consequences would be devastating to our pack and the surrounding areas. My mind immediately went to Damian. He was going to be the bastard who would try to take from me the peace I had been trying to keep. If that was the case then I had to be ready to get to him. I listened attentively as the elders discussed various strategies and solutions to prevent conflict. Elder Browyn, known for her diplomatic prowess, suggested initiating peace talks with the neighboring packs. "We must open channels of communication and find common ground," she said. "If we can establish trust and understanding, we may be able to avert bloodshed." I hated that idea. I would rather start the war right