Conrad.

The first car reached the bridge, and Dean stepped into the road.

He didn't shift. He didn't even raise his voice. He simply stood in the center of that bridge with his hands loose at his sides, and then the Alpha pressure poured out of him.

I felt it from sixty feet away. A wall of it, heavy, ancient, rolling over the metal and the water and the trees. My wolf dropped its head. Beside me, three of Leah's warriors fell to one knee without being told. And in the lead car, I saw the ...