Caspian:
I stared at Genevieve’s lips, shamelessly indulging in the fantasy—until my wolf growled a warning inside me.
“She’ll slap every last tooth out of your mouth.”
I quickly looked away, trying not to look guilty.
“It’ll be fine,” Bellamy cut in, his voice now serious. “We’re prepping our warriors to send over to your pack as backup.”
Thankfully, my pack had managed to keep the black wolves out last night. But with Monique and Kit pulling strings—and apparently backed by some of the most dangerous rogue criminals—it wasn’t going to be easy.
“Don’t rush into anything,” Wolvin warned. “What if it’s a setup? Make sure your own security is airtight. We can’t afford to split focus.”
He had a point. Even though Finch’s intel had never failed us, the wild ones and black wolves were un
