The devices were brutal, designed to ensure a slow and painful end for their enemies. Addison, however, remained blissfully unaware of the details. No one shared the specifics with her, only letting her believe that her mates had set up extra defenses to keep rogues out and ease her worries.
While the warriors at the border waited like hunters for their prey to stumble into their traps in the forest, Zion often broke away for patrols.
From time to time, he would run the perimeter, not only covering his own section but also venturing into the others' areas to check. To him, if even one section fell, Addison would be in danger, and he refused to let that happen.
That was why his patrols were diligent and meticulous, his senses sharpened to every detail of the surroundings. Now that he knew Greg was involved in this mess, along with the Grey Wolf he had clashed with, Zion kept his guard higher than ever.
Then Zion suddenly froze in his tracks.
'Shit! I forgot to tell Addison!'
