Cade knelt in front of me, his hands on my knees. "Then we dismantle him back," he says. "One layer at a time."
My father built this pack from nothing. I won't let Korr tear it apart.
"Tomorrow," I say. "We start tomorrow."
River pulls me to my feet, his arms wrapping around me. "Tomorrow," he agrees.
And for tonight, I let myself rest in their arms, knowing that the fight for what rightfully was mine is just beginning.
His whole body went rigid.
Cade’s eyes flashed gold a second later.
They exchanged a look.
The kind that made my stomach drop.
“What?” I whispered.
River’s voice was flat.
Cold.
Lethal.
“Company.”
Cade hauled me to my feet.
“How many?” I asked.
“Enough.”
My wolf stirred inside me.
Not in fear.
In recognition.
Like she’d been waiting for this.
Like she’d
