*Sean POV*
It had been 3 weeks since Jayce ran off into those woods with some of the best warriors I had ever seen. By the time we finally caught up, we were too late. It was a blood bath. Five of the six warriors that went with Jayce were dead, the sixth wasn’t looking good. Once we got the one surviving warrior to the pack hospital, we got an alert of a rogue crossing pack land. We went out to track down whoever it was, but they were gone. It was like they had crossed pack lands to tease us and vanished into thin air.
“Adrian, do you have any leads? Have any of our scouts come back yet?” Micah was more stressed than I had ever seen him. Deep lines had formed in his brow, his eyes in a constant scowl. I know I didn’t look any better. We were both worried sick.
“No Alpha. The witches
