The morning after the clearing, Naida woke with Modric’s partial mark throbbing on her neck and his scent all over her skin. The admission still echoed in her mind—I’m yours—but the world outside their fragile peace refused to wait. A scout brought news that shattered the temporary calm.
Elias Knight had done the unthinkable. He’d allied with the rival Blackthorn wolves—the same enemy pack that had attacked them days ago. Together, they planned a final assault on Storm territory. Total destruction. No survivors.
“They’re meeting at the old hunter compound tonight,” Jax reported grimly in the pack house. “Your father’s offering them territory and silver weapons in exchange for wiping us out.”
Modric’s jaw tightened, but his voice stayed calm. “We prepare. No one attacks until we have pro
