MADELINE’S POV

I was struggling to keep my eyes open, as I adjusted to the rhythm of the border patrol. I had just shifted my focus back to the task at hand when I was told that the messenger was here for me.

It’s about Sera, the messenger had said, offering no further explanation.

I didn’t bother to ask. I fell into step behind him as we trudged the road that led to the pack mansion.

“Why Sera? What had happened to her? What could she have done that required me to be pulled out from border patrol?”

When we got to the park mansion, we stopped in front of...