DONOVAN

I looked at Maya, expecting her to tell me what was written on the piece of cloth. But she just stared at me, her eyes wide with fear and her mouth frozen in silence.

I frowned, feeling a sense of unease. What could be so bad that Maya couldn't even speak?

I took the cloth from her hand and unfolded it, my heart racing with anticipation. As I read the words, my blood ran cold.

It was a threat letter from the Alpha of the Rykhard pack, a rival pack that had been at odds with the Plymouth pack for years. The letter was explicit, warning us of an...