The tension in the air was palpable as I stepped into the packhouse’s main hall. The warriors were scattered, discussing strategy in hushed tones, but every head turned as I entered. They were waiting for me—for guidance, for leadership. And the weight of that responsibility settled heavily on my shoulders.
But it wasn’t just the upcoming battle that occupied my mind. My thoughts kept drifting back to Carter, to the bond we had solidified the night before. I could still feel the hum of energy between us, the mate bond pulsing with life, stronger than ever. It was comforting, grounding. And yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something bigger was brewing—something that went beyond the immediate threat of the rogue vampires.
As I made my way through the room, I caught sight of Lena, my
