Laura’s Point of View.
“Alpha!” Beta Troy’s voice roused us from our slumber.
I rubbed my bleary eyes as Damian stood up to open the door. He looked irritated, most likely because his sleep had been disrupted. Make a joke with a drunk, but never with someone who has just awoken.
I rolled onto my side under the covers and checked the time on the bedside table. It’s three o’clock in the morning! It’s still early.
What does Troy want? Tsk! He’s such a nuisance!
“What do you want?!” Damian greeted him with a knitted brow. Troy, on the other hand, was panting profusely. He paused for a moment before speaking.
“An attack is underway on the west border!”
The information he provided alarmed me. Suddenly, my sleepiness dissipated, and I hurried to get my coat. Damian and I looked at each oth
