Xander’s POV

The Seer’s words were still coiled in my skull when it hit me so hard, forcing a pull in my chest.

It wasn't my instinct. Neither was it my wolf.

It was the pack bond itself, I could feel it twisting.

The first pulse of pain tore through me like fire. Another followed, sharper, until it felt like my veins were molten.

I staggered out of the cave while gripping the cave wall.

My breath came ragged, and my wolf slammed against my ribs, claws scraping to get ...