Alex POV
I lay out the two maps on the table. I am not even sure if this one is still correct; it was made before the Mountain tribe became enemies all around. By “all around”, I mean with us.
I place pins where the intrusions were detected. Which might be a waste of time, too. And while I wonder which roads exactly Dylan is using, I tense.
“He is coming, “ my wolf mutters, and before I know it, Michael stands at the door.
“Cousin, “ he smiles, “May I come in?”
“Of course, “I greet dryly, but fold the maps quickly. “To what do I owe the honour of having you visit me this late?”
“Look, I know things have been more tense between us, but… we are family. “
“Don’t give me that s**t.
“We are blood. You can't pretend everything is the same since Bella and her daughter came here. “
