Third POV
Alpha Draven scooped Keiera into his arms, his expression grim as he carried her towards his pack’s territory. The rogues had dared to cross his borders, and they would pay for their audacity. But first, he had to ensure this woman’s safety. She had crossed into his territory, and now she was his responsibility. He would ensure her survival, and find out why she was being hunted so relentlessly.
Keiera’s world was a haze of pain and disorientation as she drifted in and out of consciousness. She felt the warmth of Alpha Draven’s body as he carried her, his strong arms cradling her gently despite the urgency of his strides. The rhythmic motion of his steps and the sound of his heartbeat were oddly soothing, lulling her into a fitful sleep.
When she awoke again, she was in a war
