"The hell is happening out there?" Marco snaps, jolting out of bed, his voice a low, dangerous growl. The packhouse is in chaos, screams and panicked shouts filtering through the walls. Beside him, Melissa stirs, blinking at him in confusion.
"Alpha, the pack’s under attack," Stephen pants as he bursts through the door. “We’ve got ten men down already.”
“Who the hell’s stupid enough to try this s**t?” Marco growls, standing as Stephen moves quickly to help him dress.
"The warriors are pushing them back to the boundaries, but it’s rough. It’s Nightowl pack,” Stephen replies, his voice grim.
Marco freezes for a split second, then lets out a laugh that’s all venom. “Alpha Damian thinks he can just march in here, huh? That bastard really wants to test me?”
The pack has faced a lot of conf
