Judy's POV

I found Marlo with the rest of the team towards the back of the packhouse. I could see the worried expressions on some of their faces, and it ate away at my stomach. We were a team of Elite Gamma Warriors; nothing was supposed to worry us. But the look they were sporting wasn't confident.

"Marlo, what is going on?" I asked, approaching my team leader.

Marlo was a tall and bulky man with tattoos, and he constantly wore his armor and weapons. He turned when I approached him, his stern expression never wavering.

"There was a breach in security during the overnight," he explained. "We lost lives."

"How many?"

"Enough to raise alarms,” he replied. "Innocent people. Women... children... it was a blood bath in some homes."

"What?" I gasped. "How did I not hear about this until now? How did I sleep through it?"

"It was in the northern location of the pack, a long way away from your condo," Marlo explained.

"And nobody thought to page or call me?" I asked.

their pack officially yet and couldn't until the full moon,

mindlink anyone in the

Drew, said, folding his arms across his

my bag and pulled out the sleek black pager Marlo had given me on my first day. I clicked the button that turned it on, but it didn't turn on. I had

and shoved it back into my

to put it on

deck. We could have used you. You proved yourself to us already, your skills are

not to, Commander," I told her, nodding my

those who survived and putting to rest those who didn't. There are a lot more who didn't. We have the tech team investigating how our servers got hacked. Alpha Sampson@alled in backup as well from someone very powerful. We are keeping their identity under wraps for right now because we don't want to cause more of a frenzy, but your job will be to

heart suddenly racing. "Can I

the identity is hidden from even

fully processing this information. "When will this important person be

bring him to the hovel packhouse... safely. Not that he can't handle himself. If Sampson is calling for his help, I'm sure he can hold his. own in a fight, if not defeating all threats himself. But we'd feel

I could stop

head to my post on the outer coast of the pack, but a strange sense of nausea washed over

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