The Battle Begins
Sebastian's POV
I felt the shift in the air before the first attack came. Years of warfare had honed my instincts to a razor's edge, and right now every one of them was screaming danger.
"Defensive positions!" My Alpha command rang through the hall. "Shield formation around the civilians. Warriors to the front lines. Now!"
My pack responded instantly, years of training taking over. Marcus was already moving, barking orders to form a protective barrier. Drake appeared at my left flank, weapons drawn. Around us, pack warriors shifted into wolf form or readied themselves for combat.
Across the hall, Damian's rogues mirrored our movements. But there were so many more of them. Too many.
"Sebastian," Marcus breathed, low enough that only I could hear. "We're outnumbered.
