Juliette’s POV
The pack territory had always felt safe, a stronghold I could retreat to after battles, after missions, after the chaos of the NHL rink. But today, the air hummed with tension, sharp as ice against my skin. My Omega senses screamed warnings I could not ignore. Someone had crossed the boundary. Someone who shouldn’t be here.
I moved silently across the training grounds, Dorian flanking me to the left, Bryan to the right. My claws barely made a sound against the frozen earth. Even with my powers sharpened, my senses struggled against the intruder’s presence, a dark pulse I could feel but could not fully identify.
“Are you sure?” Bryan’s voice was low, almost a growl, his eyes scanning the treeline with lethal precision. “He’s inside the territory? How—how did he get past th
