"We have to hold the line," Ethan growled. "This isn't over yet."
Before Ayla could say anything, Liam tumbled into the room. He was bruised and battered but alive. Their eyes, along with hers, locked onto Ethan's. They nodded at each other.
"They're coming," Liam said grimly.
Ethan's face turned hard. "Then we fight."
The men stirred silently, readying themselves for battle as more trespassers sounded down the hallway. Ayla's heart raced in her chest with fear, but she knew they had no other choice than to defend the pack.
As the first wolf sailed through the door, Ethan and Liam met him with enough force to bring him down. But more followed, streaming into the room like some never-ending tide.
Ayla stepped back, bracing the pups at her back, ready to fight to the deat
