The room spun as the warrior’s words sank in.
The vampires were back.
I shot up from my seat, the fire’s warmth immediately replaced by a cold dread that slithered down my spine. Kieran stood tense beside me, his jaw clenching, eyes narrowing. He looked every bit the Alpha, ready for battle, the soft moments between us now a distant memory.
“How many?” Kieran’s voice was tight, clipped.
The warrior took a deep breath. “A dozen, maybe more. They’re moving fast, cutting through the perimeter. We’ve already lost two scouts. They’re after her again, Kieran. It’s clear.”
I felt the weight of the pack’s gaze, though it was unspoken. I was the reason they were here, the reason lives were being lost. Guilt twisted inside me like a knife.
Kieran’s hand gripped my arm, pulling me closer. “You
