"Strategy without soul is calculation. Love without discipline is chaos. Victory, real victory, is born where both learn to breathe the same air." — The Panther Codex, Laws of the Triad Bond.
RIVEN'S POV
The War Room meeting had started twenty minutes ago. I knew it with an almost painful precision. Every cell in my shifter core screamed at the disorder I was about to commit. Normally, I would be inside, orchestrating the Double Flank Breakthrough down to the last magical residue, each troop and supply line accounted for. But instead, I was pressed against the heavy oak door of my private office, utterly hijacked by the glorious chaos of my mates.
