Gideons pov
I was sitting at the heavy oak table in the war room with Eric, going over supply manifests for the western refugee camps, when Olivia’s voice slammed into my mind like a desperate scream.
Gideon! Something’s wrong with Sera! We’re down by the pond—I don't know what's wrong!
My heart dropped into my stomach. Before I could ask a single question or even utter a word to Eric, my instincts took over. Bones cracked and realigned instantly as my giant wolf surged forward, crashing through the heavy double doors of the pack house and tearing across the open courtyard. Behind me, I could hear the heavy thud of Eric's paws as he shifted and gave chase, sensing the sheer panic radiating off my Alpha bond.
I think she's shifting! Olivia’s panicked link pierced through my mind again j
