"She belongs to us."
The words echoed through the office.
Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
My fingers instinctively tightened around my mother's ring.
A strange chill settled over me.
"They killed their own messenger?" I whispered.
Marcus slowly shook his head.
"No."
His expression was darker than I had ever seen it.
"They killed someone who failed."
The room grew colder.
Damien turned to the young warrior.
"Seal every entrance to the territory."
"Yes, Alpha."
"Double the patrols."
"Already underway."
"No one enters or leaves without my permission."
The warrior nodded before rushing from the office.
The moment the door closed, Ethan broke the silence.
"This isn't the Hunters."
I frowned.
"What?"
Marcus nodded.
"He's right."
I looked between them.
"I don't understand."
