× Trix ×
I walk into the room and see Ryder and Alvera talking. It's unusual to see them together, not on the field fighting but talking.
They barely speak to each other, not out of dislike but more out of indifference. Story for another day, I suppose. But today, their conversation seems intense.
I join them, and the look on both their faces tells me the news isn't good.
“What's going on?” I ask, bracing myself for whatever bad news is coming.
Ryder's jaw tightens. “Another attack. One of our pack members was found injured in the woods. He's in the hospital now.”
My heart sinks. “Is he going to be okay?”
Alvera nods, but her expression is unreadable. “He'll live, but he's in bad shape.”
Ryder's eyes flash with anger. “This is all Dixie's fault. Ever since she showed up, we've had
