Monica POV
Derek and I both sat bolt upright at the pounding on my door. A look at my phone told me it was seven in the morning, we had barely gotten any sleep. Thankfully, we were both still fully clothed from the night before so I jumped up and answered the door with Derek hot on my heels.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"I just received another call from Alpha Mitchell, he will be here in three hours with Derek's father. Both are bringing a contingency of warriors who are, and I quote, prepared to attack if they do not receive their mates back."
"Why so long?" I ask my father
"What?"
"It only took Derek forty-five minutes to get here. Why are they giving us three hours?"
"The warriors," Derek answers on a sigh, "my father must be heading back to our pack first to gather the warriors."
