SIXTEEN

Derek

Days after my encounter with Alisha at the pack clinic, I was seated in my study looking over the report that one of the guards had sent in from the border when there was a knock on the door. Before I even knew what was happening, the door opened and a sweaty guard rushed in. He was panting heavily and I regarded him with curiosity.

“Alpha, there’s been an issue at our borders,” the guard breathlessly reported.

I stood, report promptly forgotten.

“What happened?” The guard looked hesitant and my concern only grew. It had to be something serious if he was looking this bewildered. “Report,” I growled.

The guard bowed and began to speak. I listened intently.

“Alpha, there was a distress signal at the border. The last patrol team at the western border were under attack.”

“Rogues?”

The man shook his head.

“Not sure, Alpha. But they were clearly targeted for some reason.”

I had an idea who it was that was behind the attack.

“The Silver Moon Pack…” I snarled, clenching my hands into f