(Kieran POV)
They came with the darkness, moving through my forest like shadows given malevolent purpose. I felt them cross the territorial boundary before my sentries could report—a violation that sent rage coursing through my veins hot enough to make rational thought difficult.
Blackwood had kept his word. Three days, and now he'd returned with reinforcements that reeked of desperation and barely contained violence. Six wolves, maybe seven, all of them battle-scarred and hungry for conflict that would either establish new hierarchy or end in death.
I stood on the castle's highest balcony, breathing night air that carried threats on every wind current. Below me, my pack gathered in the courtyard with the kind of controlled tension that preceded either celebration or s*******r. They loo
