THE ESCAPED WARLOCK
~DAXON'S POV~
The alarm tore through the Packhouse like a scream.
I was on my feet before my eyes opened. My wolf surged forward, pushing against the broken connection between us. Pain exploded through my chest but I ignored it.
Beside me, Mathias was already moving. Through the fractured bond, I felt his instant alertness. His Alpha instincts are overriding exhaustion.
Tate sat up, her eyes wide. "What's happening?"
"Stay here," I said.
"Daxon….."
"Stay here." I grabbed my pants from the floor. Mathias was already dressed, his movements quick despite the injuries that still plagued him.
We hit the corridor at a run. Warriors were pouring from their rooms, half-dressed and armed. The emergency lights bathed everything in red.
Silas met us at the security offic
