Luca’s pov
I returned to my quarters after all the news reporters left the pack house. King Luca had told us he intended to launch another attack at the break of dawn. Although none of us expected the vampires to release the wolves they kidn*pped, he wanted to give them a few hours. This prevents accusations of inadequate time being given.
Even after freshening up and going to bed, I was so disturbed by the thoughts racing through my mind. I kept wondering why they started k********g wolves out of the blue. We had been co-existing peacefully for over a century. The boundary remained untouched for a century until they used my pack as blood bags? What changed? And why my pack? No other alphas had reported missing omegas from their packs.
My thoughts drifted towards the history lessons I
