Ronan POV
I shot a glance at this male and tried to think past my pain. “Why are you out here? You could have started a turf war if Lyra hadn’t been here.”
The terror on his face was back. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were an Alpha. We were told to come out this far and look for any other supernaturals. Shoot first and ask questions later. We’ve had three cubs die.”
That was alarming. Cubs were absolutely precious to any pack, due to how rare they were. The loss of one would be enough to throw an entire pack into grieving for a year. But three? I couldn’t imagine it.
“Would your Alpha be open to negotiating a joint effort?”
Lyra went even paler, and her breaths came in short gasps. I focused on David.
His eyes went to the ground, staring intently at a large leaf. “I uh . . . I don’
