11Aedan stepped backward, keeping his body facing the Pride at all times as he quickly moved towards the house; Soren had given him a look when they had both heard the slightest of sounds, human feet on the floor of the house behind them. Soren let out a low growl, his gaze taking in the ranged Pride members, ignoring Aedan for the moment. The message had been received: get Nina.
Aedan’s hand slipped behind his back and he turned the doorknob, maintaining eye contact for as long as possible. It would not do for any of the Pride to see what he was doing as a retreat; he was not retreating—he was following orders given by the Alpha. He felt a twinge of all-too-human sadness at the last sight of Anna, sprawled on the ground, with an answering flare of anger at the members of her own Pride re
