CHAPTER NINETY THE STRATEGY

JAVION'S POV The cheers were deafening now, a chorus of voices filled with courage and determination. I scanned the crowd, seeing the fire in their eyes, the resolve in their stances. They were ready. We were ready. Daphne's smile was radiant, a beacon of hope that cut through the darkness of the situation. Her belief in me, in us, was unwavering. It was all the encouragement I needed to keep going, to lead our pack into the battle that awaited us. As the cheers finally began to die down, I stepped down from the rock, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. We were not just fighting for survival. We were fighting for our home, our future. And together, we would stand strong. "We fight for the pack!" I shouted one last time, my voice ringing out over the gathered wolves. "For the pack!" they responded, their voices were indeed a powerful echo of my own. I walked through the camp, the earlier shouts of encouragement still ringing in my ears. The pack had shown their spirit, and it was