CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE WE PREPARE FOR THE WORST!"

JAVION'S POV The general's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of respect. But it was quickly replaced by a cold, calculating look. "Very well, Alpha Javion. Prepare your pack. We will come for you at dawn." With that, the Lycans turned and began to retreat into the shadows, their laughter still echoing in the air. Enzo and I stood there, the weight of their words hanging heavy over us. As we turned to head back, Enzo whispered, "Javion, what are we going to do?" I looked at him, trying to muster every ounce of courage I had. "We prepare for the worst, Enzo. And we fight for our pack. For our home. For our family." Enzo and I trudged back to our home, the weight of the Lycan threat heavy on our shoulders. Neither of us spoke, the reality of what we faced sinking in with each step. The camp was eerily silent as we approached, the usual chatter and laughter replaced by a tense anticipation. Luca, always sharp-eyed, was the first to spot us. He ran over, his