Forced To Be His Bride. Fated To Be His Mate.
“At least I know that we have two warriors who are able to do some damage.”
Finished, speaking I continue to move, scanning those around me, and only stop when I feel someone reach out in an attempt to connect with me.
Pausing, I let down my wall and waited.
‘Alpha!’ Riley, one of our border guards, says the minute she feels me let her in, ‘There’s trouble!’
‘Trouble?’ I hiss, snapping my gaze toward the northern border where she is located. ‘What kind of trouble?’
‘There’s,’ she begins, but stops as I feel her exerting herself. ‘Please come quick!’