Chapter71: Marching towards the foe

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV  As the moon clawed its way through the iron tapestry of clouds, casting an eerie glow upon our gathered warriors, I felt Jason's hand-a bastion of strength-rest upon my shoulder. "For our people, for our son, for all that we hold dear," he whispered, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my bones. "May the spirits of the ancient Luna and Alpha guide you." "Thank you, my love," I replied, tilting my head to meet his gaze, the piercing blue of his eyes reflecting my resolve. With the blessing of my husband, Alpha King Jason, I turned to face the sea of determined faces before me. Among them stood Paul Biansky, whose loyalty had been tested by blood; Gamma Thorne, whose wisdom was as unyielding as the mountains; my son Eden, young yet formidable with the scepter of convergence in his grasp; and Elara Windrider, her understanding of the enemy as deep as the roots of the earth. "Warriors of the South pack," I began, my voice rising to carry over the whispering l