Chapter 67

*Dante* The first howl cut through the night like a blade, and I knew; the rogues had breached the border. I was already moving, eyes snapping to the window as another howl sounded in the distance. My instincts flared, the warning bells ringing in my skull, drowning out everything else. The pack was under attack, and ten seconds was all it took for me to storm out of the room and then the pack house and towards the pack center. My bones began to shift almost involuntarily, muscles stretching and snapping into place, the wolf inside clawing to get out.