Attack on Io

I’m not alone for long. Shortly after Rafe leaves, dozens of people start pouring into his office to take shelter from yet another rogue attack. Their frantic, worried murmurs do nothing to ease my own fear. I need to be out there with him, where I can make sure nothing happens to him!

Pacing around the room, I fight with myself. My inner voice cries out hysterically all the ways everything could go wrong. Everything I could lose. For all my suffering and heartache in River Crest, I never had to feal with feeling like this. I never had anything to lose besides my life. Now, I have everything.

And I want to keep it.

“Calm down, Makayla,” Christobel sighs, grabbing hold of my hand while I’m mid-step. She’s surprisingly strong and stops me in my tracks. “Rafe is strong. I know you know this. Don’t worry about him.”

“Logically, I know that a few rogues are nothing compared to my mate. I know that he’s stronger than almost any other wolf I’ve ever met. But…” My voice trails off. There are