Andrew's POV
Colin's mindlink hit me again.
Damn it.
The sharp pull of it scraped across my thoughts, urgent and insistent—but I didn't answer.
I couldn't.
The chaos at the border had already drained every ounce of patience I had left. Orders, disputes, rogue movements—everything had piled up at once, and my wolf had been restless since dawn, pacing, agitated, as if something was wrong.
Calm down, I told him silently for the hundredth time.
He didn't listen.
He never did when it mattered.
The moment I stepped into the office building that morning, the report had come in—disturbance at the border. I hadn't even had time to sit before I was dragged into handling it. And in the middle of all that, Amanda's calls kept flashing across my phone, one after another, relentless.
It only m
