LUCAS'S POV
I am standing by the window, chewing the inside of my cheek, staring out into nothing. My fingers are twitching and my foot won't stop bouncing.
Garrett walks in like he owns the room and hands me a folder across the table like it is nothing. Like the entire world isn't about to fall apart.
"Well?" I demand as I flip through the file
"Got confirmation," he says.
I don't look up
"Say it."
He sighs. "It is him. Hunter is still alive. And he is not alone."
"What?" I finally look up, slowly. "Not alone? What do you mean by not alone?"
He nods as he leans against the edge of the table. "Five others. Maybe more. Wolves that fought like Howlers. Sources say they showed up after the pack's destruction."
I freeze at that as my chest goes tight. One surviv
