The peace of the moment shattered as the sound of breaking glass exploded from the living room, followed instantly by a whoosh of flames and the acrid scent of gasoline and smoke.
"What the—" Kieran jumped to his feet, when a second crash came from the other side of the cottage.
My heart froze as howls erupted outside—not the familiar calls of Crescent Moon wolves, but harsher, wilder sounds. Rogue wolves.
Kieran's face transformed, all softness vanishing as he shifted into Alpha mode. "Riley, get Arianna out the back. Remy, grab Trinity. Now!"
Riley was already at my side, all his usual jokes gone. "Can you walk or do I need to carry you?"
Before I could answer, the bedroom door banged open, smoke billowing in. Roland stood there, face streaked with dirt, eyes wild. "They're everywhe
