Chapter 39: The War Begins
At the screeching sound emitting from Solaris’s ring, Silvana awoke and slammed her hand down on the dresser as if catching a fly on the wall.
She pressed the ring to her palm and felt a jolt shake any sleepiness out of her, and she sat up in the bed as Bruce and Amelia both woke, their eyes still heavy and bodies drooped in blankets.
“I need your help sooner than I had thought,” Solaris shouted. He was out of breath and sounded focused.
“Get Bruce to the Silverclaw manor as soon as you are able,” Solaris said. Silvana could tell that wherever her father was, he was moving quickly.
“I’ve got one final shot to unite the werewolves and the witches, but I require the vote of the Silverclaw Alpha.”
“Unite?” Bruce asked to himself, recalling the torture Solaris had put him through.
Had Solaris really turned such a new leaf?
Bruce leaned in and said, “We’re all on our way. Tell the pack I’m coming.”