Damian's POV
I was already awake when the door flew open.
Hours before dawn, a hard hit struck my chest, waking my wolf with an angry roar.
It felt like fire in my blood, far away but impossible to shake off. I had been pacing the floor ever since, trying to make the beast calm down.
Then my Beta, Marcus ran into the room.
“Alpha, we are under attack!”
I grabbed my black jacket from the chair. “Where?”
“The northern border. At least fifty fighters from Black Fang. More are in the woods.”
I stopped for a second, my eyes narrowing.
For years, Black Fang watched my borders from a distance. Their Alpha was never bold enough to step on my land until today.
“Any dead?” I asked.
“Six hurt. None dead yet.”
“Lock the northern gate. Send two teams west, and watch the east.”
Marcus nodd
