Wolves in the Mist

Emily's POV. The call from Alpha Christ came just as dawn was breaking over the Ironwood Pack's territory. I was curled up between Leo and Logan, with Luca sprawled across our feet like an overgrown puppy, when the shrill ring of Leo's phone shattered the peaceful silence. Leo fumbled for the device. "Dad? What's wrong?" I sat up, instantly alert. "Understood," Leo said after a moment, his expression grim. "We'll leave immediately." As he ended the call, I felt a knot of dread form in the pit of my stomach. "What is it?" I asked, barely recognizing my own voice. "What's happened?" Leo ran a hand through his hair, a gesture I'd come to recognize as a sign of stress. "Alpha Christ wants us to make a detour on our way to the Summit. There's a pack he wants us to visit – the Silverdawn Pack." Logan frowned, already pulling on his jeans. "Silverdawn? I don't think I've heard of them before." "They're not local," Leo explained, his movements quick and efficient as he dressed. "Their territor