_Dorian's POV_
The hours passed by slowly.
The night was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and made every breath feel heavy. I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t. My mind stayed sharp, alert, listening to every rustle in the trees, every shifting shadow.
I stood near the edge of the cliff, staring into the valley below. The traps were ready. The ambush points were set. The men were hidden. They were waiting. We had done everything we could.
Now all we could do was wait.
It was just past four in the morning when I heard it.
The distant crunch of tires over gravel.
I stiffened.
My wolf stirred instantly.
He’s coming, Shadow growled.
I turned my head slightly and whispered into the earpiece. “Marcus. Incoming.”
A quiet response crackled in my ear. “We hear it too. They’re cl
