But now, with the West crumbling and the South desperate, the North would suffer even more.
To make matters worse, Alpha Damon—leader of the northern packs—had left his territory to support the war against the vampires. His absence had strained the region's stability. Only recently had things begun to settle again… and now a plague had emerged, threatening to undo what little progress they had made.
Everything was unraveling—too quickly, too precisely. And now, no one in the court could deny it: this wasn't a coincidence.
It was war, being waged from the shadows.
The Royal Doctor had already been scheduled to travel north to investigate the outbreak and help contain the plague, ensuring that panic and chaos wouldn't spread among the people. The situation was becoming increasingly dire—the plague's fatality rate was rising, and they still hadn't identified its nature or source.
