Alexander’s POV
I watched Eleanor run towards the pack house and to her position. I knew she’d be safe. Actually, I worried about the rogues more than I worried about her, but I still couldn’t get rid of the pit in my stomach. War was a constant in most werewolves’ lives, and yet, it was never easy to say goodbye to those I loved. Battles were full of uncertainty, mistakes, and anxiety. Thankfully, the mindlink connection added ease and lessened the worry, but it never fully squashed it.
Our mate is fierce. Even without her wolf, she is formidable.
I know. But I still want to be by her side and protect her from harm. It doesn't matter that she’s my equal in fighting, I still have the urge to keep her safe.
Trust her. Besides, we have bigger worries to think about. Why are rogues attac
