Kelsey POV

The iron door main hall burst open with a loud, ringing crash and immediately, a young scout staggered into the room. He was covered in thick mud and dried blood.

He collapsed onto one knee in front of the stone dais where Alpha Ronan and Theodore were discussing pack business.

"My Lord!" the scout panted, gasping for air. "Silvermoon war bands have crossed our northern border again!”

What the hell? How could my father do such a thing?

Theodore was on his feet in a second, his dark face turning to stone. “What?”

“Yes, my Lord. They're burning our outer grain stores and slaughtering our livestock.” He repeated....