Raven's POV

It was still dark when I woke up the next morning, and I was extremely restless, still thinking about Jaxon. I pulled on my clothes, laced my boots and stepped out.

The camp where our entourage was lodged was already stirring. A few men stood with their eyes half-closed, others checked their weapons. I walked up, ready to tell them what I suspected, but before I could get far into it, one of the older guards cut me off.

“We’ve guessed it, Luna Raven." He muttered.

I frowned. “Guessed what?”

“That your father has our Alpha. We’ve had his men circling all night, watching us like we’re next."...