The dawn was just starting to crack, and Alpha Alexander stood in front of the troop, his eyes thin. They were a short mile away from the lycan kingdom, and the signature foh filled the entire area, even worse that it was still dawn.

“Alpha,” Ian said, his eyes thin. “Anderson is not here yet. I could see the palace preparations for the festival, and this is the only time we have.”

Alexander cussed under his breath, as he slowly paced the length, his hand raking through his hair.

“Alpha. We need to make a decision now. If the city wakes up, we will be doomed.”

Alpha Alexander swallowed hard,...