THE START OF THE WAR

Zuri stared at her own reflection on the mirror, but it was overlapped with the image of herself that she saw in her dream.

In her nightmare, she was very skinny, as if all that left of her was only bones and skin. Her cheeks were hollow and her eyes were too big for her face. She was dying. She didn't look like herself, but she knew it was her. She was breathing heavily, as if the air was forced out of her lungs.

The very sight of herself was nauseating. She wanted to vomit. But, she had no time for that pity party, there was a war that they had to win.

The royal warriors that were led by the royal gamma Luca had marched toward Greywolf pack and they occupied the first two town in the outskirt of Khaos's territory.

"What she is doing here?" Ezra looked at Zuri with disagreement when she stepped inside the strategy room.