Bab 186: Ava: Lucas, Short-Sighted

"A war would decimate our world," Kellan says. "The vampires won't take that risk. They're outnumbered by our packs."

"Outnumbered, yet they waltz into our lands as they please and have taken how many of our young lives?" Jericho counters. "Do you even know how many vampires are behind this? Is it one? Or several? And what do you hope the answer is?"

"One, of course—"

"And what are you going to do when only one vampire can breach your defenses so easily? Imagine when twenty of them join hands."

Kellan's mouth snaps closed, and Lucas growls in frustration. "You have something to say, old man. Spit it out."

"You've been taking this threat too lightly. Too focused on your mate to see the forest for the trees. No vampire would do this for one little thrall. What do they hope to gain by antagonizing our pack?"

"They're working with Renard. He's always been out to increase his land and power."