Indigo was asleep when I felt it. The thundering of feet, the breach of our borders My borders! My wolf snarled. There were uninvited guests on our land and they were racing towards us. Fast.
“Alpha, Beta. Borders have been trampled. Security has been breached. Hundreds of rogues. No, thousands of rogues and lone wolves have stormed the pack.” Someone opened a pack link to me.
Seeing as we were mated, Indigo heard it too. She scrambled upright in bed, eyes wide and frightened and tired. Sad.
“My father is here,” She whispered. And she was right.
“Yes. I need you to stay in this suite. The warriors will evacuate the pack house first. Anyone that cannot defend themselves or have a hideout will rush here.” I pulled on my jeans. There would be no need for a shirt.
The war had come
