The training grounds buzzed with movement and warriors assemble, scouts disappearing into the trees, Christa gathering her magic. But in the middle of the chaos, Jadon felt another tug in her chest.

Not danger this time, Fear, not hers, The packs. She turned toward the cabins, where omegas and younger pack members huddled uncertainly, unsure where to go or what to do. Their fear pressed against her senses like a cold wind.

Evan felt her shift. “Jadon?” “They’re scared,” she whispered. ...