Alpha Jayden’s POV
As we sat in Auntie Maggie’s living room, my mind kept racing. Nothing about this attack made sense anymore. Rogues didn’t usually organize like that unless someone powerful was controlling them. Then there was Lewis. Dead for three years, yet somehow walking around like nothing had happened.
None of it felt real.
The fire crackled softly in the corner of the room while Uncle John leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Maggie sat beside him, looking exhausted after explaining everything about Hell’s Doors and Heaven’s Way. Even Logan and Asher had gone quiet, which never happened unless they were seriously worried.
I rubbed my hands over my face, trying to think straight.
If Hell’s Doors were really open, then our entire world was in danger.
Not just the Bl
