When the group of shadowy figures leaped from the darkness and onto their makeshift camp, they were ready. Xavier, Dylan, and Liam had spent the afternoon trading war stories from their days in Alpha training back and forth. The hours had stretched on for longer than any of them had anticipated, but not once did they let their guard down.
Whoever these people were, they were far from amateurs. The sun had fully set before any of them had heard the first twig snap underneath the weight of a hefty boot. Only a decade of conditioning had kept the males’ muscles relaxed, their banter light. None of them were willing to let their surveyors onto the fact that they were hyper-aware of their presence.
Their stalkers became more vigilant after that, taking even more time to gather themsel
