Vespera’s POV
I knew something was wrong when three warriors sprinted past the patio without acknowledging me, followed by a fourth who nearly collided with the front steps.
I lowered my coffee and watched them disappear around the side of the packhouse.
"That can't be good." I said.
My cigarette had barely reached my lips when the front doors opened, and Damon emerged with Callum and Maren close behind him. His expression was hard, his shoulders tense, and Ragnar was practically radiating aggression beneath his skin.
I stood immediately.
"What happened?" I asked.
"There are rogues gathering at the western border." Damon said as his eyes found mine.
"How many?" I asked.
"At least twenty." He said so I set my coffee down.
"Why are they here?" I asked.
"They've asked for me, and
