Magnus Thorn POV
My radio vibrated twice in a row. Danger code.
My blood boiled in an instant, and my inner wolf growled behind my ribs.
I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white and stormed through the halls like a silent hurricane. The smell reached me before my eyes did. A strange sweat mixed with Mira’s scent, weak now, fading under suffocation.
I kicked the door open. It slammed into the wall.
My pupils expanded until they swallowed all color.
A rogue female from the enemy Ice pack was on top of my mate. A cursed pillow pressed hard over her small face, stealing her breath. I threw the med bag aside and lunged like a breaker unleashed.
I grabbed the female by her hair. I felt roots tear between my fingers as she screamed in terror. I lifted her like a broken doll, then
