Xander’s POV

A shredding sensation tore through my chest the instant Mia stepped past those damned gates. It wasn't merely instinct, or worry.

The bond inside of me was screaming, tearing like a wounded beast, and it was her.

I stumbled in my own hallway, clutching the oak table's edge as my claws sprung out of my hands before I could stop them.

As their Alpha, I gasped for air like a man drowning, my troops froze.

"Alpha?" The voice of my beta was tight.

When my heated, ...