My Mate Sold Me to Protect His Mistress

Synopsis

The mind-link hit me like a physical blow while I was organizing medical supplies in the pack clinic. *Kiana! Northern border—under attack—need you—* Christopher's voice crackled with what sounded like panic, then cut off abruptly. My wolf, Luna, surged forward instantly, her golden eyes flashing in my mind. *Our mate needs us!* I didn't think. I just ran. The northern border was a fifteen-minute drive, but I made it in eight, my hands white-knuckled on the steering wheel. My heart hammered against my ribs as I scanned the tree line for signs of battle—broken branches, disturbed earth, the metallic tang of blood. Nothing. The abandoned cabin came into view, its windows dark except for a faint glow from inside.