DEMIEN'S POV:
Miles away, I felt a sharp, searing pain in my chest, like a blade stabbing into my heart. My breath caught in my throat, and I stumbled, gripping a nearby tree for support. My bond with Lena pulsed, and I knew instantly that something was terribly wrong.
Panic surged through me, my senses on high alert. I closed my eyes, trying to reach out with my mind, trying to feel her—Lena and my child. My heartbeat thundered in my ears as I stretched my senses further, deeper.
And then I felt it.
Danger. It was like a storm cloud brewing on the horizon, thick and heavy, swirling around the pack house. I clenched my jaw, my muscles tightening as I honed in on Lena’s presence. Her fear, sharp and raw, tore through me. And then I heard it—her scream. The sound echoed through my mind,
