Annie's POV:
His fingers stopped tapping. He leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment, as if enduring something.
"Hold." Alexander raised his hand. "The wedding. Hold."
Jasper's shoulders tensed.
"I'll say it again." Alexander's tone hardened. "Hold. Not a rejection. A hold. I don't have the bandwidth for this right now."
Jasper asked, "Why not?"
Alexander didn't answer him. He turned to Elena.
"Tell him," he said.
Elena's expression flickered. She walked to the desk, picked up a rolled parchment, and spread it across the surface.
"The Boulder Rogues. Three days ago, our border patrol spotted their tracks in the northern canyon."
I stopped breathing.
The Boulder Rogues.
I'd heard the name before. Rogue packs had no fixed territory and no Alpha—just feral wolves who swept ac
