The pack house doors slammed shut behind us, the heavy iron locks clanking into place. Warriors rushed through the halls, securing windows, reinforcing barriers, ushering pups and elders into the safe rooms. The air buzzed with urgency — not panic, but preparation.
Jonah stood in the center of the main hall, Jax still in his arms. His expression was fierce, his posture rigid, his eyes glowing faintly. He looked every bit the Alpha he was becoming.
My mother stood beside him, her silver hair shimmering under the dim lights. Her face was pale, her eyes red from crying, but her voice was steady.
“We need to move quickly. The ancient one will not wait.”
Jayden, Hayden, and Kayden formed a protective triangle around me, their bodies tense, their eyes sharp. They didn’t let me out of their s
