Alpha Darius and Alpha Ashbourne stared at each other. Their glare carried through the battlefield like two storms waiting to unleash upon each other. Their trust toward each other was zero, and the West and North have never mixed before.
Not once.
Becoming Allies was unheard of. The world would burn and collapse before the idea would even be somewhat considered. Moreover, a war between the North and West alone had been brewing at the edges - the fall of Cain's reign just came first for all territories.
An Alpha of the south stepped up to Darius, his voice lowered, "I can't imagine how you feel, Alpha Darius, but we need their help if we want to have a chance at overcoming the Moon's effect and winning this war,"
Darius sent a violent glare at the Alpha, but another added next to him, "You can always have your battle with him once Cain's terror has come to an end. The East must fall first!"
