The aftermath of the recent battle left the pack tense and weary but there was no time for rest. The wounds were barely tended and the moon still cast its silver glow when whispers began to ripple through the estate. Strangers had been sighted at the outskirts of their territory. There are silent and calculating figures moving like shadows against the night.
Adam paced in the estate’s main hall his sharp eyes scanning the faces of his pack members. His leadership had been challenged too often in recent days and now another threat loomed. Jerek stepped into the room his expression grave.
“We’ve caught movement in the forest” Jerek reported. “Too coordinated to be stray rogues. They're watching us.”
“Axel’s men?” Adam asked his voice low his tone dangerously calm.
Jerek shook his head. “
