Theodore's phone rang. He answered, listened, then hung up with a grim expression. "That was my contact in the Council. Blackthorn has issued a kill order. Anyone who brings him Mary and Owen, dead or alive, gets rewarded with territory and status. He's making it official. You're enemies of the state."
Owen stood, his wolf flashing in his eyes. "Then we need to move faster. How long until you can arrange the emergency Council session?"
"Three days. I need time to contact all the regional representatives, convince enough of them to demand the session. But I can do it."
"Three days is a long time when there's a kill order out," Lucas pointed out.
"Then we don't stay in one place. We keep moving. Stay unpredictable." Owen looked at his pack members who'd gathered in the cabin. "Split into
