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“I’ve been thinking about that,” I said. “Iggy mentioned that she’d scented them around our borders. I asked her to keep an eye on it.”

Dom cursed under his breath. Iggy’s death was not only a tragedy and a massive loss for the pack, it had also created a loose end—one that had come to bite us in the ass.

I sighed and crossed my arms. “We need to verify that these were the same wolves she was talking about. They didn’t smell like pack, but maybe they were from a group that was just wandering through town.”

“I’ll send some men into Colville. You could be right about the wandering packs, but I think they were hungry ferals. They looked scrawny enough to be.”

I thought back to the fight and nodded. I hadn’t even noticed how gaunt those wolves looked at the time. My wolf and I had been so focused on keeping Bryn safe that the other wolves were little more than shadowy dangers that were in my way. Now that she was safe, I reflected more about the incident. If those wolves were desperate an