The riders hit the camp like a wave breaking against rock — a dozen men in unmarked black, no House Marrow sigil visible anywhere on them, which told Luna, even in the chaos, exactly how deliberate this attack had been planned. Deniable. Untraceable. Precisely the kind of arrangement a spymaster like Corvin would have recognized instantly in a life he hadn't lived yet.
"Formation!" Garrick bellowed, and the Crown guards snapped into a defensive ring around the camp's center, but there were only twelve of them against a dozen mounted attackers with the advantage of speed and surprise, and Luna understood, with the cold clarity of six days' training, that the guards alone would not be enough.
Kade moved first among the husbands, and moved like exactly what he was — an Alpha wolf given a ta
