“Annabel, they’re coming.”
Zane’s words were sharp, cutting through the low hum of voices that had been building around me since the meeting. My heart stilled for a moment, then quickened, pounding hard in my chest. I met his gaze, the tension etched into his face telling me everything I needed to know.
“How many?” I asked, my voice steady despite the dread curling in my stomach.
Zane glanced over his shoulder, scanning the darkened trees surrounding the clearing.
“Enough. Elijah’s sent his wolves to test us. He’s not going to wait any longer.”
I clenched my fists, my mind racing. This was sooner than I had expected, but deep down, I knew Elijah would strike fast. He had to.
After our meeting, the pack was beginning to shift, the tide turning against him. If he didn’t act now, he’d
