More riders.
The distant horns cut through the night like a bad memory I couldn't shake. I lay tangled between the brothers, heart still racing from the last knot, but the sound yanked me straight back to reality. My hand flew to my belly again. The small flutter was still there, faint but stubborn, like it already knew trouble was coming for us.
Darius sat up first, ice-blue eyes narrowing at the window. His palm stayed heavy on my stomach, protective in a way that felt new and raw. "Shadowpine. At least two companies. They're moving fast along the southern ridge."
Kane was already on his feet, pulling on leathers, knife strapped to his ribs before I could even blink. Rylan rolled out of the furs with that reckless grin, but his amber eyes were flat and mean. "Your father's pissed we sent Thorne back in pieces. Guess he didn't like the message."
