Ronan POV
Xavier met us halfway back, his eyes wide with panic. Our wolves skidded to a stop, nearly slamming into some bushes as our momentum carried us forward.
Moments later we stood in the clearing as humans, panting hard.
Xavier’s face was pale, his expression wide and shocked. I’d never seen him so unsettled in all our years together. “It’s your mother,” he wheezed. “The vampires have taken her. I assume as retaliation for not rolling over and dying like good little puppies and fighting back when they attacked us.”
I saw red. Pain exploded in my hand. Lyra swore; I’d nearly punched a hole straight through a tree.
She whistled. “Impressive, but not smart right before conflict. Focus.”
I fell to my knees, not feeling much like an Alpha as I contemplated every horrible thing that
