While Lance worked with a mage to establish contact with the Royal Palace, Zion took charge of organizing the guards, assigning them to form a perimeter around the caravan. He and Maxwell each secured a side, making sure Addison was well-protected from all directions.
Both of them had already changed into fresh clothes, since their previous ones had been torn to shreds during their shift into wolf form. Even now, unease clung to them like a second skin.
They couldn't quite explain the source of their agitation; perhaps it was the helplessness they felt at being unable to act when their mate was in danger, or maybe the suffocating tension of the ambush was still lingering in their blood. Either way, both Zion and Maxwell remained on high alert, their senses sharp and their instincts primed.
Meanwhile, Levi stayed close to Addison's side, silently watching over her.
