CANE'S POV

The crash from the room hits like a gunshot. Power surges through the air, making the hair on my arms stand up. I don’t wait. I bolt for the door with Caden right behind me. Summer scrambles off the bed and runs after us, her small feet slapping the floor.

“Stay close,” I tell her without slowing down. My heart slams against my ribs. Riley was unconscious when we left her. 

We burst outside into the pack courtyard. The place is pure chaos. Pack members shout and shove with angry faces. Someone yells crazily. Another screams about the burial. The whole pack feels like it’s ready to tear...