AMBER POV
Alan’s growl echoed through the house walls, vibrating in my chest like a warning bell. Every muscle in my body responded.
My breath hitched, my heart slamming against my ribs. The sound was raw and primal, a promise of violence and revenge, and it sent a shiver down my spine—definetly not from fear.
Goddess was he hit when mad!
"Rogues," Alek said, his voice low and sharp.
Aaron turned to me, his light green eyes burning with an intensity that made my stomach clench. “There isn’t a chance you’re going into the safe room in the pack house?”
I scoffed, my lips curling. “Hell no.”
Autumn surged forward, her presence in my mind overwhelming and feral, burning hot and untamed. “We are going to fight together.”
Alan exhaled sharply, his frustration clear, but he didn’t argue.
