~Alora~

The building shook again, and this time it wasn't from the fighting between Lucian and Maxwell's wolves—it was something bigger, something that made my bones rattle and my teeth clench.

"What the hell is that?" Maxwell snarled, his storm-grey eyes darting between Lucian and the window.

Lucian pulled me closer, his body tense. "Nothing good."

Dexter burst back into the room, his face pale as death. "Alpha, we need to move now! The rogues—they're everywhere! They're killing ...