Object Invasion Characters Novels & Stories

Vexan snarled inside me, pacing with fury. "That makes it more interesting," I murmured, eyes still fixed on the men. "You're sick," he spat. I studied the men more closely and knew instantly — they weren't from this pack. The scarring on their bodies, the wrongness of their scent, none of it matched anything from Savage Moon territory. They are Intruders. Something in my chest shifted, just slightly, watching her sway on her feet. I told myself it didn't matter. Then one of them lunged and grabbed her arm, his claws dragging across her skin hard enough to draw blood.