Declan's POV
The scent hit me like a physical blow. Daniel. My half-brother. Here, on pack territory. Rage surged through me, hot and violent, my wolf clawing to the surface. What the hell was he doing here?
I took off running, my eyes bleeding red. Behind me, I heard Thomas, Jason, and my father struggling to keep up. But I didn't slow down. Couldn't slow down. Every instinct screamed at me to move faster, to confront the intruder who dared step foot on my land.
As I burst through the trees at the edge of our territory, I saw him. Daniel. Standing there like he belonged, like he hadn't just crossed a line that could never be uncrossed. And in his arms...
"Elena," I growled, my voice barely human. The sight of her, unconscious and vulnerable in Daniel's embrace, sent a fresh wave of fu
