Leo's POV
The guard's voice in my head was pure panic. "We are under attack!"
The words cut off sharply, leaving a heavy silence in our minds. On the couch, Liam threw his blanket to the floor and stood up in one smooth movement. The tiredness that had been weighing his shoulders a second ago was completely gone. His eyes shone dark in the moonlight, full of the fierce power of a leader ready to fight.
"The western border," Liam said, his voice dropping to a low, angry tone. "Leonard just got the message too. He is already heading down."
"Then we don't have time to waste," I replied, my own wolf pushing to get out.
