Derrick’s POVThere has been no sign of Josiah since the day that Justin was attacked and killed at the border. No one seems to know if his and Savannah’s disappearance was before or after the attack. Though speculation is leaning towards them disappearing before the attack since they never showed up for their shift. This is nothing unusual when it comes to Savannah, but Josiah is one of the more reliable young wolf’s that we have. He is always eager to pick up extra shifts and hasn’t missed a single shift since starting a couple of months ago. This behaior alone should have raised some questions when he didn’t show up for his shift. Despite the two of them disappearing though, Justin should not have been left to patrol by himself when we are on high alert. The lack of rogue attacks that we experienced for a long time has made some of my warriors relax their guard a little too much. It is this reason that Salara and I are headed to the training grounds to kick some ass.My head turn

Salara’s POVThis time I wasn’t fast enough to avoid being hit by the charging bull headed in my direction. When I moved to the left in order to avoid the fist coming my way, Daphne veered to her right, managing to graze along the bottom of my jaw and sending pain through my face. Blood fills up in my mouth, exciting my wolf and earning howls of approval from her despite the pain radiating through our body. I spit out the blood from my mouth at her feet, giving her an amused smirk. “Is that all you’ve got?” Before she has time to gauge my actions, I reach out and grab hold of her hair, holding her in place while I pummel into her face with my right fist. Blood sprays over the two of us, coating my once pristine workout gear with the sticky liquid. After hitting her a few too many times, I throw her across the training grounds yet again, letting out a delighted giggle when her body lands with a resounding thud. I block out the sounds of the crowd cheering all around us. Most of them

Derrick’s POVI lay in the grass beside Salara, basking in the emotions that I can feel coming through our mate bond. The sudden influx of feelings that do not belong to either me or Hunter is strange, but in a good way. I never thought it was possible to feel closer to Salara than I already have, but apparently I was wrong. “Are you upset?” Salara’s soft spoken voice breaks through my happy thoughts, drawing my attention to where she lays to my left.My brows raise in confusion, not sure why she would think that I would be upset. Daphne had that coming for a long time and I am more proud of my mate than I have ever been for standing up for herself. It was important that she showed the blood thirsty wolves that she can and will stand up for herself. “Daphne had that coming and I feel nothing but pride after watching you put her in her place.” A husky chuckle rumbles up my chest. “Well, pride and arousal because watching you out there was a major turn on.”Salara’s head snaps in my d

Salara’s POVOnce all of the adrenaline has left my system from the sudden appearance of strange wolves, the reality of what I have just done weighs heavily on my mind. I am not a violent person and I never would have thought myself capable of harming another person, but I found out today that I am capable of doing much worse. Staring down at the unseeing eyes of the wolf turned into a young woman, the impact of her unnecessary death hits me hard. I am the one responsible for taking away her future and the future of the other wolves that I have killed on this day. The tears come easily to my eyes as I throw myself against Derrick’s warm fur. The guilt of taking lives is like a boulder laying heavily against my chest. I didn’t mean for things to go that far, but when Leigh told me that danger was coming, I couldn’t stop myself from reacting towards the threat. We stand like that for what feels like hours, but who knows how long it actually was. Leigh has been whispering encouraging

Derrick’s POVA curse leaves my lips the moment my eyes land on Salara’s horrified face. I wasn’t expecting her to join me in my office, something that I would normally be ecstatic about, but in this situation I would have rathered that she stayed in our suite. “I can’t stay here.” Salara murmurs before she turns to walk back out of my office door. I jump from my seat quickly, reaching the door before she is able to take a step outside. She turns her tear-filled eyes in my direction, a pleading look written on her face. “Please.” She whispers out, leaving me unsure just what she is pleading with me for. I reach out to grab hold of her, thankful that she doesn’t fight me when I pull her in close to my chest. Her arms reach up to wrap around my waist, a heartbreaking sob escaping from her lips. “I don’t want to be responsible for more lives lost.”Deep down I can understand the pain that she is feeling at this moment, and even her desire to take the danger away with her, but the selfi