Damien’s voice was sharp, demanding. “Warn us about what, Miranda?”
Miranda’s chest rose and fell as she caught her breath, her eyes darting between them. “I overheard Ryan and Elder Ralph talking. Boris—Raven’s old Alpha—knows she’s with the rogues. He’s coming. And he’s not alone.”
The world seemed to still for a second.
Raven’s stomach twisted. She had escaped Boris once, but the thought of him finding her again sent a shiver down her spine. “What do you mean, not alone?”
Miranda swallowed hard. “They’ve brought witches.”
Before the weight of her words could settle, something whizzed through the air. A silver arrow sliced past their heads, landing in the dirt with a deadly thunk.
Raven spun around, her breath catching. Across the clearing, through the trees, she locked eyes with h
