After slinging my arm around Isabella’s waist, I pulled her closer to me. Sunlight flooded in through the curtains, which were billowing open with the morning breeze. Agonizing howls rattled through the open window and filled our bedroom. I tensed and sat up in bed.
Those howls weren’t from wolves taking their daily runs. They were from being attacked.
War.
War was here already.
Voices from my warriors buzzed through the mind link, getting jumbled together. I shot out of bed, letting Isabella turn over.
When she heard the growls, she jumped up. “They’re here already?”
“Stay here,” I said to her, not wanting her to put herself in harm’s way.
Kylo knew that if he took her from me, I’d be weak. And while I trusted Isabella, I didn’t trust that prick anymore. His family had destroyed mi
