Damon POV
It was strange how time seemed to blend, not that Kalilah was gone, but I supposed I couldn’t quite move past the fact that she was gone. I was trying, but I pushed it to the back of my head, focusing on my pack, which was the most important thing to me in the world.
I was halfway through reviewing border patrol rotations when Maren burst through the door.
No knock. No announcement. Just tension.
I didn’t look up right away. “This better be important.”
“It is.” Her tone was clipped. “There’s talk. Spreading fast.”
That got my attention.
I set the file down. “What kind of talk?”
She crossed the room in two strides, eyes hard. “About a blind wolf. A fighter.”
The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I didn’t know what to do other than stare at the wall, trying to wrap my mind
