Chapter 212

Evelyn’s PoV The night was dark, and the atmosphere was rather oppressive, as if everyone was expecting a fight. I was by my father side, Caden, at the forest and across from us was the rogue pack which we were enemies with. We had encroached their territory and we wanted war. I felt my pulse quicken, but it was not due to any kind of apprehension. It was something else—a feeling of anxiety intertwined with adrenaline and Gloria’s spirit was all I needed to charge up. “Are you ready?” Caden asked. I could not escape the doubt I felt but I attempted to mask with a nod. Was I truly ready? Is this the road I am to travel? “This isn’t just about war. It’s about making sure our pack is going to be safe from threats that may exist in the future. If left unaddressed, ‘they’ will be a constant thorn in the side of everything we are trying to construct here.” I forced myself to believe him, and though my heart was racing with apprehensions, I moved my hand to take one of his in mine. He was my