“We leave immediately for the mountains. Tristan, go to the shifter camp and inform them of the news,” I commanded.
The buzz and preparations in the camp were loud. Coven soldiers prepared for departure. As we finalized to leave, Alpha Lycus appeared in the camp. He walked majestically and stood defiant and ready.
“You are here. Have you prepared your army?” My question surprised him. I could tell by the way his eyes widened. He had come ready to persuade me, but I knew that he would never be left behind as we marched to the mountains.
“This battle concerns both of us. Since we agreed to cooperate, the shifter army will march with you.”
We left the Southern border with the vampire and shifter army. As we got to the mountains the bitter wind whipped up the delicate white snowflakes into a flurry. They danced across the trees and terrain. The cold kept picking up and I expected the shifter army to slow down but they matched our pace.