Chapter 132: vision
Chapter 132: vision
Cara’s POV
The weight of leadership was heavy, far heavier than I could have ever imagined. I stood at the edge of my tent, watching as our faction, which has now become the strongest fighting force of Eastern Ellorin, prepared for the long march ahead. After my bold declaration, some factions had come to join me on my quest to wage war against the western district.
Currently, my faction is made up of the mafian wolf pack , which is the first group of people, then the pack of alpha Alexander ruled by the two sisters. The third is the mountain wolves that alpha Alexander came with. They are a group of wolves that secluded themselves from the activities of ellorin. Choosing to live in the mountains. But on hearing the legend of the pureblood, they had come out of their hiding shell. Plus, three others have come to join us. Making it a total of six different factions out of the twelve factions in the eastern district.
Fires burned low, and the air was thick with tension. The once-vast Eastern district had now splintered, but those who remained under my banner were loyal and determined. They trusted me, and I would not fail them.
Our journey to the western district had been nothing to write home about. It took us three days of traveling. Barely stopping to rest or eat. We crossed deep valleys and mountains filled with strange animals that we of the eastern part have not seen before.
Ellorin as a whole is a massive continent made up of two parts, the West and the East. The two of them are separated by a large forest that is known as the Great Forest. That is home to the rogues.
We reached the western district in exactly three days and finally set camp in preparation for the attack. The west was ruled by only one leader. The one who called himself the master. So it is easy to camp without encountering a stray pack.
When we finally set up camp at the edge of the western district, I retreated to my tent that was put up immediately. It was a simple structure, but it had been made to signify my role as a leader. Inside, my most trusted allies were waiting. Garreth, ever vigilant, sat near the entrance with his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Emma and Emily stood near the table, their expressions serious. Alpha Alexander, their brother, sat stiffly with his mate beside him. He had found his mate during his exile. A beautiful blonde, that is the daughter of the chief of the mountain wolves. That was why he was able to convince them to come and render their help.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard that he met his mate. I had been afraid that his old feelings might resurface and complicate matters, but seeing his mate has buried any other feelings he might have for any other woman except his mate.
That is the power of mating bonds.
Around the table were the heads of the six packs that had pledged their loyalty to me.
The air was thick with unspoken tension as scattered maps were spread all around the tent. As we analyzed battle tactica and tried to find the best course of action. The enemy’s territory was vast, their forces well-organized. They had the numbers, but we had the resolve.
“We need to strike at their supply lines first,” Garreth said, his voice steady but urgent. “If we can starve them out, they’ll lose their morale before we even face them on the battlefield.”
“There’s no time for that,” Alexander interjected. “Every day we delay gives them more time to prepare. We need a direct assault, swift, and brutal. They are already, if not aware, that we are planning to attack her.
The debate raged on, with each leader offering their strategies. My mind, however, was elsewhere. The strange pain that had plagued me for weeks stirred again, faint but persistent. It wasn’t just physical. It felt like an echo, a tether pulling at me. A part of me feared the truth: this pain was connected to Brian.
A sudden knock at the tent’s entrance snapped me back to the present. One of the scouts entered, his face pale. “My lady,” he said, bowing his head. “Three other packs have agreed to side with you, while the remaining factions have sent word. They... they demand further assurances before joining your cause.”
The room went silent. My fingers curled into fists, and I could feel the fire within me threatening to spill out.
“Assurances?” I hissed. “Have they not seen what we’ve accomplished? Do they think this is a game?”
“They’re testing your resolve,” Garreth said, his voice calm but laced with anger. “They want proof that you’re more than just words.”
I took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm brewing inside me. “Send a message to those factions,” I said coldly. “If they do not stand with us, they stand against us. And we will treat them as enemies.”
Garreth nodded, already signaling to the messenger to relay my orders. The others around the table exchanged uneasy glances, but none dared to challenge me.
The discussion continued for hours, every detail of the attack meticulously planned. We decided on a dawn assault, swift, decisive, and devastating. We are not going to confront them. Garreth will lead half of the trope and cause a distraction effect, while the remaining will stay back and guard our back in case of falling back. When the meeting finally ended, the leaders filed out one by one, leaving me alone with Emily.
She lingered by the table, her eyes studying me. “You’re pushing yourself too hard,” she said softly.
“I don’t have a choice,” I replied, sitting down heavily. The pain stirred again, this time weaker than before, but still enough to make me wince.
Emily’s gaze sharpened. “It’s him, isn’t it? Brian.”
I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. The bond we shared, broken and battered as it was. still connected us in ways I couldn’t fully understand. The pains I have been feeling all this time was as a result of them torturing Brian. It was so painful and torturous that it seeped in through our mating bond.
“You think he’s alive,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I know he’s alive,” I said firmly. “But for how much longer? That... I can’t say.”
Emily hesitated, then placed a hand on my shoulder. “You’re not just fighting for him, Cara. You’re fighting for all of us. Don’t lose sight of that.”
Her words were meant to be comfort, but they only added to the weight on my shoulders. After she left, I sat alone in the dim light of the tent, staring at the maps spread before me.
The pain struck again, sharper this time. My vision blurred, and for a moment, my vision changed into a dark stinking room, filled with all manner of torturing devices and gadgets, then at the far corner of the room lay a figure on the ground. I wanted to shout to run to him, but the vision cutted. I opened my eyes while gasping for breath. I clenched my fist so hard my nails dug into my palms. I didn’t need anyone to tell me what I had seen.
“Cara!,” I heard Emily's voice, but it was faint. The world tilted, but a hand caught me before I could fall.
“What happened? Are you feeling dizzy?” Emily continued to talk in the background, but my mind was somewhere else. Gritting my teeths I rose to my feet.
“I saw him,” I said to Emily, who still had a confused expression.
“You saw who?”
“Emily!” I called.
“Gather the leaders,” I said. “We’re attacking tonight. No more waiting.”
“But we agreed on daybreak,” she protested.
“That was before,” I said, my voice unwavering. “Something’s changed. We need to move now. The life and death of Brian depends on it”
She hesitated but nodded immediately at the mention of brian, rushing off to carry out my orders. As the camp sprang to life around me, I felt a sense of urgency I couldn’t explain. It was as if the very air was urging me forward, pushing me toward the inevitable.
This wasn’t just a war for the East or even for Ellorin. This was personal. And I wouldn’t stop until every last one of our enemies was brought to their knees, or until I found Brian alive or dead.
As I stepped out of the tent, the moonlight bathed the camp in an eerie glow. Warriors moved with purpose, their faces grim but determined. Garreth appeared at my side, his expression unreadable.
“You’re sure about this?” he asked quietly.
“Yes,” I said. “We strike now. And we don’t stop until we’ve claimed what’s ours.”
With that, I turned and led my army into the night, the fire within me burning brighter than ever.