Leslie’s POV


    Finished


    On the other end of the line, Liam fell silent, clearly stunned by the sudden, merciless order.


    I didn’t give him time to ask questions. My voice remained cold as I continued issuingmands. “Cut off all of their trade routes. Contact our allies in the western territories and seal off their hunting grounds. Spread the word–Wave Pack has insulted me. Any n that still stands with them stands against Rogue Pack.”


    I paused, staring out into the heavy night, then enunciated each word with deliberate finality.


    “I don’t want excuses. I won’t hear pleas for mercy. By the time the sun rises tomorrow, I will personally see them destroyed.”


    My word was the ignition switch for Rogue Pack’s war machine.


    The moment I ended the call, the war exploded with thunderous force.


    This wasn’t a scheme that needed careful plotting. It was the pure crushing power of a predator bearing down on weaker prey.


    Liam’s efficiency was as sharp as ever.


    In less than an hour, Wave Pack’s most vital trade lines were severed.


    Their trucks, heavy with goods, were stopped at the borders by my warriors. Every shipment was confiscated without hesitation.


    The news returned swiftly–Wave Pack’s lifeline was cut in an instant.


    At the same time, my allies in the western frontier received my orders.


    Wave Pack’s hunting grounds there had long been their main source of food and pelts.


    My allies did not hesitate. Their packs swept in like a ck tide, flooding thatnd that had never been theirs. They drove Wave Pack’s hunters out with merciless efficiency, ughtering as they pleased.


    By dawn, Wave Pack had lost the very foundation of its survival.


    As for me, I took my ce in the Forbidden Grounds, summoning the alphas of the ns that had once shared close ties with Wave Pack.


    I did not threaten, nor did I offer bribes. I simply spoke calmly, and that calmness was threat


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    Chapter 345 The War Unleashed


    enough.


    <b>31 </b>


    Finished


    They were not fools. They knew the difference between clinging to a sinking ship and climbing aboard an unstoppable warship.


    One by one, betrayals unfolded. Wave Pack’s fragile alliance crumbled within mere hours.


    Amelia’s POV


    Rain soaked through my dress, and the icy pavement cut into my bones like knives.


    I crouched in the corner of a street on the Eastern Continent, blood and tears streaking down my face, stinging the split at the corner of my lips.


    I had already ripped the crest of Wave Pack from my clothes and tossed it into the gutter. But the brand of disgrace burned inside me, inescapable as a searing iron brand.


    My wolf spirit hissed in my mind, mocking. “Amelia, did you still think you could turn it around? Look at you now–lower than a rat in the trash.”


    My teeth clenched. Trembling hands pressed against the ground as I tried to stand, but pain wracked my body, stealing my breath.


    Two crushing blows had stripped away what little hope I clung to.


    Just hours ago, I had been the daughter of Wave Pack’s Alpha. Even as a bastard, Father— Charles–had ced high expectations on me, grooming me as a pawn for marriage alliances.


    He sent me to charm Kirby, to curry favor with Crimson Moon Pack, even if it meant tossing aside my dignity.


    But now, his furious face haunted me. In the great hall, he had bellowed, eyes burning with disgust. “You disgrace! Because of you, Wave Pack’s trade lines are cut, our hunting grounds seized! And you dare stand before me?”


    His pheromones crushed down on me, leaving me gasping on the floor. I had tried to exin, but he never gave me the chance. He had me dragged out, cast away from the pack.


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