Chapter 278

• “I’ll radio the others,” I tell him, pulling out my phone. “We’ll need everyone we can get.”
• Within minutes, I’ve gathered the key members of the pack. There’s Alec, my right-hand man, who’s as solid as they come. Then there’s Mason—big, broad, and always ready for a fight. And Leah, one of our fiercest warriors, quick on her feet and sharp as hell. We pile into the trucks, and the urgency crackles through the air like static.
• We make the drive to East Hills in record time, and my fingers grip the wheel tighter with every mile. The landscape rushes past, the trees blurring into a dark green wall as we close in on the neighboring pack’s territory. The closer we get, the more I feel it. A wrongness in the air, like something evil is crawling beneath the surface.