Coen remembered most of what had happened at the bar and the conversation that had taken place after he had returned home. Some of the memories were slightly fuzzy, but for the most part, he remembered. He knew that a meeting had been called for all the members of the Jaded Anchor Pack. Details of that meeting had become fuzzy, however, because he had too much to drink the night before. That’s why he was repeating them again now with Ivy.
“We are preparing for an attack?” He asked sitting up on the bed. Ivy had watched him throughout the night. He knew because he could see the bags under her green eyes. He looked worse than he actually felt. The fight had been nothing, but Ivy had always been a natural born worrier.
“Yes. Most of the pack warriors are already on guard. Lexie and Rowen h
