Ryder POV
The call comes at 2 AM.
"We've got company," Cass says through the radio static. "Three vehicles on the north access road. The official pack delegation by the look of it."
I'm already pulling on boots and leather jacket. "How many?"
"Six wolves. Maybe seven. And boss?" He pauses. "One of them's flying a Nightshade colors."
Gio. The bastard actually came himself.
"Meet me at the boundary marker in ten," I tell him. "Bring Knox and Phoenix. Armed but not obvious about it."
"Copy that."
I grab my Glock from the nightstand and holster it at my back. Three weeks. It took them three weeks to work up the nerve for a direct approach. Either they're more desperate than I thought, or this is bigger than just retrieving one rejected daughter.
The ride to the boundary takes fifteen
