Marcus’s POV:

The world was still burning when Aria and Lucien walked out of the thick smoke.

And that was when Marcus first saw them. The moment he had felt the aura, his instincts had screamed at him to run, to leave, but he didn’t.

He was not going to make a decision until he saw them.

And when he did, his eyes narrowed into very thin slits.

The air was thick with the arid scent of burnt flesh, blood and fur. The sounds of battle still echoed in the distance as some of the wolves failed to spot the alphas in time.

In moments, every other person in the...