111 Declaration of war part 1 R18

The atmosphere in the war council room was thick with tension as Lugh re-read a letter sent from the werewolves for the fifth time. 

Specifically their queen, Nerida. 

His grip on the paper tightened with each line he read. But all of the worry in his mind, or the defiance in his heart couldn't change what the letter read. 

The scent of burning candles and damp stone filled the air. The long oak table was lined with commanders, fomorians, and various advisors and tactical specialists—each one an experienced war veteran from the battle that killed Lugh's mother, sisters and brother. 

They shifted in their seats as he read it again in silence. They had all read it before he got there, the werewolves who had sent it dared enter the sea to get his attention.