Xander's Pov

Regan was late. That wasn't his style.

The pack members were gathering, they weren't complete yet so there was still time.

“Something is wrong” the priestess said. She stood by my side, her eyes on the growing crowd, “my omegas are late. Something is delaying them and it isn't good.”

I would be foolish to ignore my gut feeling and her words.

“I'll send someone…”

“Alpha!!” one of the omegas shouted as she ran into the clearing. The crowd became silent and ...