SERA
I was training when Marcus came to meet me, his expression was filled with surprise and satisfaction. "You really need to see this," that was all he said.
At the gates, seven wolves stood there waiting. They looked worn out, tired but their eyes were alert and determined. Two were young, barely older than Lila. The rest were adults ranging from mid twenties to one older woman who carried herself like a former soldier.
"Who are they?" I asked quietly.
"They are defectors from the Ironwood pack," Marcus said. "Council aligned, they've been traveling for three days."
Kade was already there with his arms crossed, studying the group with that unreadable expression he wore when he was calculating. The lead wolf, a broad shouldered man with a scar across his chin, spoke first.
"We hear
