Kennis 'We are under attack!' someone screamed through a massive mind-link, alerting the officials. I didn’t move, but she jerked from her seat and sniffed the air. 

"There’s a strange smell," she said, sounding worried. I caught a whiff of rogues; there were many at the border, but a few managed to infiltrate. 

“Shit.” I grabbed her hand to pull her toward the safety of the bankers, but she tore it from me. 

“What do we do? Rogues are coming to the pack house; I can smell them.” Their scents weren’t strong enough for natural wolves to detect, but she was a dire wolf with keen senses. 

“There are bankers...