CANDICE.
I was still staring at Claude’s message, trying to make sense of it, when the front gate alarm suddenly went off.
Not the loud attack siren. Just that single, polite visitor tone. Someone important had shown up without warning.
I quickly switched to the gate camera feed. Three black vehicles were rolling in slowly. The lead car had an old pack crest I didn’t recognize at first. I had to check it twice before the name popped up.
Ironwood Pack.
My stomach did a weird flip.
Darian burst into the command center, looking tense. “You're seeing this s**t?”
“Ironwood,” I said, eyes locked on the screen. “Who the f**k called them?”
“Killian knew they were coming. He didn’t say a word to anyone else.” Darian came and stood beside me. “Their alpha is Brenda Voss. You know anything ab
