Sebastian's POV
The eastern border was compromised at half past one in the morning.
I felt it before the alarm reached me, that disturbance at the edge of the territory that an Alpha feels the way a person feels a change in weather before the clouds arrive, a low pressure shift in something that lives beneath conscious awareness.
I was already pulling on my shirt when the first howl came from the east tree line and I was out of the door before the sound had fully faded. River met me in the yard with three border wolves at his back, and from the set of his face I knew before he spoke that this was not a single rogue testing the fence line.
The formation they had used, spreading along the perimeter in a loose arc that mirrored our weakest patrol points with too much precision, was not th
