`"Alpha Marcus, there's a lady here at the gates asking to see Miss Beatrice," my beta announced, his voice neutral but his eyes conveying a sense of unease. "It seems she knows her." My mind was racing with questions: Who was this woman? What did she want? And why did she know Beatrice?
I immediately sent a mental message to my mother, alerting her to keep Beatrice occupied while I dealt with the unexpected visitor. Nobody was getting near my mate until I knew their intentions. The thought of Beatrice's past, particularly her traumatic experiences at her old pack, made my hackles rise. My job was to keep her safe and protect her from the dangers that lurked in the shadows.
I strode towards the gates, eyes scanning the area for any signs of trouble. The woman waiting for me was tall and
