THE TWIN SEIGEThe scent of silver was everywhere. It was a sharp, metallic tang that scratched at the back of my throat and made my wolf snarl in pain. Every breath felt like swallowing needles, but I didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was the pull in my chest—the invisible thread that tied my soul to Esmeralda’s.

And right now, that thread was screaming.

"Alpha! They're closing in on the left flank!" Marcus shouted, his voice barely audible over the sound of gunfire and the ...