Chapter 42: The Attack
THORNE
"What the f**k, Taylor?"
I growled, and he bowed quickly, his eyes still fixed on the ground as I watched him scratch the back of his neck.
This was something he did when he was nervous, and Taylor was never the type to be nervous, unless something terrible had happened.
"What happened, Taylor?" I asked again, this time showing the lack of patience in my tone.
He sighed a little, then slowly his eyes raised up to meet mine.
"The west border has been attacked, and its residents have severe injuries."
My eyes quickly flashed at his words. I couldn't fully grasp what he meant.
This must be some kind of joke.
"My pack was attacked? The west zone?"
I repeated, and he nodded quickly. A growl ripped from my lips as my mind went through so many thoughts.
