DARREN’S POV
It wasn't a planned response. I mean, we were triplets. It happens all the time. Our Lycans were synced and we had a strong bond as brothers.
It came out of all three of us simultaneously, the exact same word in the exact same tone, and under any other circumstances it might have been almost funny. Right now, there was nothing close to funny about it.
Bastian stepped back towards the door. "That's not possible. We were out here. No one went past us."
"No one went past the front," Castien said. He was already moving, circling the house with quiet speed, reading the ground the way our father had taught us to read it. He was back in under two minutes. "Back window. Someone came in and out fast. The ground is disturbed. Whatever scent was there has been masked." He stopped. "P
