Alpha Yukon’s pov:
I shot straight up. “Where?” I shouted.
“They are coming in from the South. One hour tops, about a hundred or so.”
I ran to my office pulled a painting off the wall, and slammed my fist down on a red button. Sirens began to wail. I ran back to the dining room. Everyone looked panicked.
“Sydney, get all women, children, and the elderly to the bunker,” I shouted.
Valentina ran to Domina. “W...what’s happening?”
“War. Take Artic and your son to the bunker. Hugo, Sophia!” Domina shouted.
“Protect them with your lives.”
They put a fist over their hearts. Sydney began to lead Valentina to safety. Women and children began running into the pack house.
“Women and children single file. This is not a drill. As we rehearsed.” Sydney directed. “I’m not leaving you.” Ava cr
