The sound of the horn still echoed in my ears when the first explosion hit. I actually growled, not wanting to get off the bed. All I wanted to do was sleep.
The ground shook like thunder. The windows of the packhouse shattered, spraying glass across the floors. Wolves screamed through the link, the air filled with the smell of smoke and burning earth.
They were here.
Jax grabbed my arm. “Stay behind me!”
I didn’t argue — not because I planned to listen, but because there wasn’t time.
The door burst open as warriors rushed past us, half shifted, ready for a fight none of us understood. Alpha Joseph barked orders through the link.
“Hold the line! Protect the young! Keep Sage away from the border!”
But I was already moving.
The closer I got to the front of the packhouse, the stronger
