Jolie POV

The bonfire crackles in front of me, warming my face as I finish the food Knox brought. Around me, the pack celebrates, but something feels off.

Through the mate bond, I feel Ryder's tension spike.

"What's wrong?" I touch his arm.

He looks toward the compound entrance. "Your brother's about to do something stupid."

Before I can ask what he means, I feel it too. Not through sight or sound, but through the empathic connection.

Gio's walking toward the training yard.

"He's going to ...