Damon POV

It was strange how time seemed to blend, not that Kalilah was gone, but I supposed I couldn’t quite move past the fact that she was gone. I was trying, but I pushed it to the back of my head, focusing on my pack, which was the most important thing to me in the world.

I was halfway through reviewing border patrol rotations when Maren burst through the door.

No knock. No announcement. Just tension.

I didn’t look up right away. “This better be important.”

“It is.” Her tone was clipped. “There’s talk. Spreading fast.”

That got my attention.

I set the file down. “What kind of talk?”...