3rd Person
“Another rogue attack?” Lydia scoffed, circling the Prince as he studied his plans for the invasion, “haven’t you attempted enough to realize they aren’t going to work?”
“This one is different.” The Prince groused in reply. “I’m not just targeting Sinclair’s b***h or a few tourists. The entire pack will be in shambles and Dominic will be held responsible.”
A moment later the emergency sirens began blaring through the city, and the Prince surged to his feet, “What! No! How did he find out?”
Lydia swore under her breath, “because he keeps spies in the neutral territories, just like you do – just like all the Alpha’s do.” She promptly crossed the floor and snatched up the television remote, flipping to the news where an emergency bulletin was dominating the screen.
An anxious
