On the Front Lines
The tension in the air was undeniable when the guys sent up the SOS. Luke Redding thought he could interfere with my family, but he was gravely mistaken. With Izzy expecting, Logan recently having gained his wolf form under tragic circumstances, and the packhouse under attack by a reckless, dangerous Rogue, I could not stand idly by. He would not get away with this. Not on my watch. Having ensured the safety of the pups and the elders, I raced to the border. There, I was confronted by six enormous, grotesque figures. Each towering over our Warriors. These beings appeared to be trapped between forms, but, against all odds, I recognized them. Carson’s distinguishing scar marked his presence, and River’s familiar chaotic-good energy radiated from among the group. I paused for a moment, wa
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