Claire’s Pov

I held my hand to my forehead as I paced the room. It was obvious as I turned on the television. Every report was on the ongoing war with Lockhart pack. Alpha Brian had promised us a victory, assured us with the strength of his pack, but it looked like they were on the losing end.

Alpha Farrell had taken the opportunity, moving towards his pack after destroying him and his men first, tearing through him like someone would tear through paper.

“Calm down,” Anya said, as she noticed I was hyperventilating.

“How do you expect me to calm down when everything we planned is going down the...