His voice was the first thing I registered. Soft and worried and so achingly familiar.

But there were other voices too. Dozens of them, all talking at once in my head like a radio stuck between stations.

*Did you see what happened at the border?*

*The alpha marked his mate.*

*She's human. How is that possible?*

*Training starts at dawn.*

*I need to pick up groceries.*

The voices crashed over me in waves, each one as clear as if the person were standing right ...