Commander Edwards mind-linked me while I was still sitting on the edge of my dorm bed, shoes half on, nerves buzzing like static under my skin.
He didn’t waste time.
He told me Alpha James had been denied entry to the compound. Flat refusal. No negotiations. No courtesy delay. James claimed he only wanted to see his son, but Edwards hadn’t budged. Protocol was protocol, and an Alpha didn’t get to waltz into a military compound just because he threw a tantrum.
That’s when James attacked.
According to Edwards, Alpha James never mentioned me. Not once. Never said my name. Never hinted I was on base. As far as Edwards could tell, this wasn’t about me at all.
It was personal. James was furious at being told no.
When the link dropped, I just sat there for a second, staring at the wall like
