Zac’s pov
I took the stairs back up to my room two at a time, that spy’s words ringing in my ears. Watching for new people. For anyone seeking shelter. It had to be connected. Freya and her daughter were new to this pack. If anything I needed to protect her.
While I stomped through the hallway, one of my guards stepped before me and bowed. At this point I was getting impatient because there was a gnawing feeling within me telling me that something was wrong somewhere.
“My alpha,” he bowed as I sighed.
“What do you want?” I asked impatiently, a growl escaping through my teeth. He felt it and looked down.
“I’m only here to ask how we would increase the border security. I was sent on behalf of general Marcus.”
“Marcus, that bastard,” I growled. “Look, how about we handle this later. Ri
