THE SHADOW PACK

Xander Mortain

The second I crossed the manor's threshold, exhaustion hit me like a truck.

I’d dropped Anika's letter right where she wanted—dead center at the Veil Stream.

Her final words still burned my brain: “You can have me then.”

I swallowed the knot in my throat and got down to business.

"Marek," I barked, striding into his quarters. He was already gearing up for the night shift.

"Alpha." He snapped to attention.

"Give me the rundown."

Marek’s face fell. "It's weird... not a single pup has gone missing since you took off. We’ve been watching like hawks. Checked in with the families every morning. Kids are...