Killian jolted awake so hard the mattress bounced under him, his heart slamming against his ribs like it was trying to break free when his eyes landed on Voren standing in the middle of his room. Every drop of blood seemed to drain from his face at once.
"Alpha Voren… what are you doing here?" Fear tightened his voice until it came out thin and shaky.
King Jaron had made it crystal clear that only the Alphas competing for Athaliah's hand were allowed inside the Silver Moon Pack until further notice.
Voren wasn't supposed to be anywhere near this place, and the fact that he was standing here right now turned Killian's insides to ice.
