The clock tower in the distance began to chime, its deep, heavy iron tolls marking the arrival of midnight. With the final echo, the deceptive stillness of the Manhattan night shattered. From the blind spots of the adjacent alleyways and the shadows of the high-rise rooftops, over two hundred elite warriors of the Dark River Pack broke their human cloaks. They didn’t shift entirely into their monstrous wolf forms doing so would draw the immediate attention of human authorities but their jaws elongated, their nails hardened into blackened talons, and their eyes blazed with a collective, terrifying amber light.
At the head of the siege stood Alpha Vance. His chest was heaving with an insatiable hunger for the fabled asset that lay just beyond the glass doors of Aura Scents. He believed he w
