Blair POV
I heard the sound of growling and snarls from the bedroom and I frowned as I woke, heading to the window. I could sense Braedon's wolf, it was angry, and his aura was pushing out and causing mine to whine in recognition. Something was wrong. I could feel it. There was a terrible sense of foreboding and danger. I could feel his wolf and I knew instinctively that he was somewhere on the grounds and in danger. I dressed, as quickly as I could and hurried out the door, my steps rushed, as I ran into Sierra who had a confused and bleary look in her eyes as she too stepped out of her room.
"What's going on?" she yawned, her hair disheveled, her eyes snapping into focus.
"Braedon's in trouble" I answered slightly panicked as she began to follow me, uncaring she was dressed in a tan
