(Kieran POV)
I was reviewing the estate's security rotations when Lucas knocked—three sharp raps that spoke of urgent business rather than casual conversation. The morning light streaming through my study windows carried the scent of rain and something else, something that made my wolf stir with restless energy I couldn't quite name.
"Come in," I called, setting aside papers that suddenly felt irrelevant compared to whatever had brought my beta to my door with such obvious purpose.
Lucas entered with movements that spoke of barely contained agitation, his weathered face carrying the particular expression he wore when delivering news I wouldn't want to hear. Behind him trailed Elena, one of our younger pack members, her human form tense with the kind of nervous energy that suggested rece
