Aurora's P.O.V

I was about to ask Alice what she meant, the words right on my lips, when the howls tore through the air--sharp, wild, and echoing from every direction. My breath caught in my throat. The whole room froze, the sound of claws scraping on stone as heads whipped up in fear. Caleb cursed under his breath, the sound low and rough.

"Damn it," he muttered, his jaw tightening as he turned toward us. "That's the signal. Another rogue attack."

"What?" My heart ...