John observed the makeshift tent his wolves had set up to accommodate Henry; the sun was already setting, and the male was still asleep. John sat deep in thought about the consequences of Queniart Taylor's death. The male was a great warrior, and the commander struggled to understand how a powerful Alpha like him could be defeated like this...  

Something was happening. John could feel it.  

Was it just a conflict between Alphas, or was something worse coming?  

The ...