** Callen’s POV **

Whispers are already rippling through the air. News of an attack spreads fast between packs, and I’m sure the light show we left behind will only fuel the rumours.

Ryder stays quiet, eyes fixed on me, one hand resting protectively over Paige’s. Jake crouches beside her, still monitoring her pulse. Poppy’s voice is soft as she soothes Jaxon awake.

“Where are we?” Jax mumbles sleepily.

“Somewhere safe, baby,” Poppy answers softly.

“Somewhere the bad men ...