I left the Winterfell Pack borders with my heart pounding painfully in my chest. I didn’t want to leave Ezra behind, not even for a second, but I had no choice. If Adrian’s pack really planned to attack Ironvale without warning, then my parents, my brother, my whole family was in danger.
I ran the entire way. My legs were shaking when I finally reached Ironvale Pack, but I forced myself to keep going. The moment the guards recognized me, they let me in.
“Lady Elira?” one of them asked.
“I need to see Alpha Jace. Right now,” I whispered.
They didn’t ask questions. They guided me straight to the main hall. My brother was there, talking with a group of elders. When he turned around and saw me, his eyes widened in shock.
“Elira? What happened?”
I opened my mouth and everything spilled out. My voice trembled.
“Winterfell Pack… Adrian… he’s planning to attack us. Soon. This week.”
The elders murmured. Jace’s expression darkened instantly. “Explain everything.”
So I did. I told him about the overheard conversation in the hospital. The accusations that Ironvale stole weapons. The declaration of war. The timing. Everything.