Chapter 86

LANDEN’S POV

I snapped my eyes open as a loud noise echoed through the halls of the packhouse. I was out of bed in an instant, every muscle tense, my wolf on high alert.

My sharp gaze swept the dimly lit room, ears straining to catch any sound that would explain the disturbance. Footsteps pounded outside my door—hurried and frantic.

“Alpha!” A young warrior burst into the room without knocking, his face flushed with panic.

“There’s trouble—down by the southern border!”

My mind immediately went into overdrive. The southern border? That wasn’t an area where we usually had problems.

Something wasn’t right. Throwing on my jacket, I strode forward, every inch the powerful Alpha. I would get to the bottom of this, whatever it was.

“Who’s leading the response?” I demanded, already heading for the door.

“Beta Gerald, sir,” the warrior stammered, keeping pace with me. “He left with a small unit. Said he’d handle it.”

Of course, he did. I frowned, my thoughts turning dark. Gerald had always bee