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“Yeah. The Red Fog Pack. They broke into some houses and started another fire up on the north side. Then there was another car accident. Same road as our mates,” Jensen says, his tone hard.

“Shit.”

“Yeah.”

“Is the driver okay?” I ask.

“No. Died on the scene. It was Jimmy Michaels.”

My heart sinks. Jimmy was twenty and just returned home after graduating from boot camp. He was supposed to head to his first duty station in a few days.

“He was so young,” I whisper.

“I know. Crew had to tell the family. They’re a mess.”

“Understandably.”

“The Alphas are setting up stuff for his funeral. I volunteered us to bring over some food next Tuesday.”

“Good.”

“There’s a pack meeting in the morning. We have to go.”

“Our mates?—”

“Dillon is still in the hospital. They’ll be safe here together.”

My wolf growls, and I swallow hard. I know he’s right, but I don’t want my mate out of my sight. Not so soon after mating and not with the Red Fog Pack out there.

“They killed someone this time,” Jensen says. “That changes things. We won’t be going easy on them anymore. No more harsh warnings.”

“I know. This means war.”

I hear the shower turn off.

“I need to go.”

“Take care of your mate. I’ll see you in the morning. We can leave from the hospital together.”

“Sounds good.”

I hang up and toss my phone aside.

“Shit,” I growl, and my wolf snarls inside me.

He was so calm before the call, so happy to have our mate. Now he’s back to pacing. He’s more on edge than ever.We have our mate now. We can’t lose her. She can’t be in danger.

I nod in agreement.

Do we tell her about all this?

My wolf shakes his head.No, don’t scare her. We’ll handle the Red Fog Pack. We’ll rip them apart. Nothing will hurt our mate.

The bathroom door opens, and I smile at Mabel as she moves to the bed. Her blonde hair is still damp and sticking to her bare shoulders.

“Sorry. Phone call took longer than expected.”

“That’s okay. You can join me next time.”