JAIME’S POV
I groan inwardly as I flip through yet another stack of documents. I feel the responsibilities of being an Alpha as I review the urgent matters demanding my attention. Pack finances, border patrol reports, rogue sightings—the usual chaos. I press my fingers against my temples, trying to focus, but my mind is already clouded with exhaustion.
Then, a voice rips through my thoughts. I get a message through the mind link. It’s from Kaine.
Kaine: You need to come out here. Now.
Kaine's mind-link is tense, bordering on panicked. My back straightens instantly.
What is it? I ask, already rising from my seat.
Paris is here.
The words send a cold rush through me. My grip tightens around the papers in my hand. Paris.
I don’t waste another second. Pushing back my chair, I storm ou
