HOTEL RITZ-CARLTON, SAVANNAH, GEORGIA
Mikhail's phone buzzed on the marble countertop of his hotel room, the screen lighting up with the name *Demon*. He answered quickly, his voice low and serious.
"Demon, what's the situation?" Mikhail asked, pacing the room, knowing the gravity of the call.
Demon's voice, deep and steady, came through the line. "The rogues are planning an unexpected attack on the Feral Fury Pack. They've learned that Alpha Vladimir isn't in his position, and they see this as their chance to strike. You and Lucifer need to book the next flight back to Russia before it's too late."
Mikhail's heart sank. He had been waiting for this moment to break through to Lucifer, but now everything seemed to be slipping out of control. "Understood. I'll inform him right
