Chapter 79 The Battle For Influence

• The morning light filtered through the windows, casting long shadows across the room where I sat, the weight of my decisions pressing against my chest like a vice. My eyes scanned over the map before me—territories, alliances, and the names of pack leaders who had yet to choose a side. Every one of them was a thread in this complex web of power, and right now, I needed to be the spider weaving it. But the web was fragile. So many were still undecided, unsure of where to place their loyalty in this war that seemed to stretch on forever.
• I didn’t blame them, though. The threat was real, and it wasn’t just the Royal Court or King Darwin who hung over our heads. It was the uncertainty. The fear. The unknown. It wasn’t easy to choose a side when the consequences of such a decision could mean the difference between life and death.
• I sighed, my fingers tracing the edges of the map. There were territories, distant lands where the loyalties of their leaders still hung in the balance. I knew I had to sway them, and soon. The tide of war would turn when I had the support I needed, and for that, I needed influence. But there was more to this than just power—it was about belief. I needed these leaders to believe in the vision I carried, the future I was fighting for.