Dron groaned and pressed a hand to his chest.
That pull was getting stronger.
Tempest was just behind this gate. She had to be.
He didn't know if she was hurt or not. The people behind the gate better pray that she was okay. The way he was feeling right now, he didn't know if he'd be able to stop until everyone was dead if something had happened to Tempest.
The feeling was contagious.
Every alpha in the area had the same drive.
They wanted to break down the walls to get inside.
It was harder than he thought it would be.
Most of the gate was electrified. Every time they got close one of the alpha's would fall to the ground in a shaking fit. That was until Dron figured out a way to build a ram. It was just about done. When it was there would be nothing stopping him from getting inside.
"Dron! You have to listen to me." Mexyn shouted at him as he continued to move through the crowd getting the last of what he needed.
