The Luna's Choice
The knock came at that moment. It was urgent and jagged. Ethan's eyes jerked toward the entrance. "What?" he snarled. His Beta, Marcus, entered the room with a pale expression as the door creaked open. "We're having problems. southern boundary. Rogues. A dozen or more. The biting tang of imminent violence immediately replaced the tension between us. Ethan straightened, putting on his Alpha mask with frightful ease. "Remain here, Mabella," he commanded, already in motion. "No chance," I said, taking a step forward. "This isn't a conversation" "Ethan, I'm not a porcelain doll you keep on display! Your pack, my pack, is being attacked by rogues. I'll be there. At the door, he paused and slowly