Kai's Point of View
I stay close to the pack house with Luke, like Alpha Magnus ordered, though every part of me itches to be out on the border with the others. The pack house feels restless, warriors coming and going, healers darting in with blood stained hands, and families whispering prayers under their breath. I keep my shoulders squared, my stance solid, because that is what people expect of a future Alpha. They expect us to be strong, calm and untouchable.
But inside, I am buzzing with frustration. I hate standing still while the fight is out there.
Luke nudges me lightly with his elbow as we make another slow circuit around the yard. “You look like you are about to start climbing the walls.”
I snort under my breath, keeping my eyes on a group of warriors unloading supplies from
