Rebecca’s POV
“If a shapeshifter was able to attack Howl Hollow, then the barriers protecting the borders have been broken,” I said frantically. I peered into Lysander’s eyes, hoping he could see the depth of my fear.
“Becky, you have no business with those people anymore,” he emphasized, his tone firm. “They lost the perks of having you among them the second they turned their backs on you. I don’t understand why you are so hell-bent on helping them. They don’t deserve it.”
“I know,” I retorted. “I know they don’t. But that’s only a fraction of them. What about the innocent pack members and the villages surrounding the territory?”
I paused, lower my voice. “This isn't about forcing you to see my perspective, but if those creatures make it into Howl Hollow, it’s only a matter of time be
