Isaa looked at his alpha through the rearview mirror. He leaned on the seat with his head thrown back and eyes closed. His expression was calm.
He hadn't said anything since they left the boundary of their territories. He just kept his eyes closed the whole time, and now, they were almost at the packhouse.
With how calm his expression was, the steady beating of his heart, one would have suspected he was asleep .
"What do we do now, Alpha?" Isaac asked, aware that the vampire lord, Magnus, wouldn't sit still and do nothing after his nephew was killed in front of him.
Although killing Roland was the right thing to do in order to dispel the tension and distrust growing among the shifters for their alpha, it didn't mean it was the safest thing that they could have done.
"We prepare," Cassian replied, his eyes still closed. "They will most likely become bolder, so we do the same," he added.
