Chapter 66. Warning

Tristan

Past: Two Days Before the Mating Ceremony

The border was a battlefield.

It hadn't taken long to reach our destination. Adrenaline rushed through my veins as I witnessed the attack on my people. There were several in their wolf forms or half transformed on both sides while others were still in their human forms, claws and fangs bared.

The only relief I had was the lack of presence of knives and guns. Human weapons were unhonorable in a fight between packs, although it wasn't fitting to call this ambush honour.

Blood rushed through my ears and I slowly braced myself. Whipping to the guards I'd stationed, my orders were swift.

“There's no civilians in sight?” I asked, just to make sure. He nodded and that was the affirmation I needed.