Jacque tried to keep an eye on her mate while also attempting to watch for any attackers that might make it past the wolves and elves fighting out in front of the mansion. Jen and Zara were on either side of her, rotating their bodies to watch from every angle so no one could sneak up on them from behind. Jacque’s mind was drawn back to the many other battles they’d faced. She wondered if this would always be their life—one battle to the next with only a small break in between. Time they could use to either thank the Great Luna that they hadn’t lost anyone or mourn those they had?
Wasn’t that the life of any soldier? They were the only defense between evil and the vulnerable who needed protection. But would it ever be someone else’s turn to fight?
“You’re thinking way too hard over there
