Marcus leaned in closer to Ethan and said, "You've been followed." His voice was low and urgent, and he looked worried. "Liam's men." People have seen them near the shore. They'll act soon enough.
When Ethan looked out over the Blackwood Pack's area, his jaw tightened. He looked along the treeline for any signs of movement. He mumbled, "He's getting bolder," and his anger was clear in his voice. "Why now?" "What does he need?"
Marcus put his arms together and looked around nervously. "He's after something—someone. And I think it has to do with Avery."
Ethan's gaze snapped to Marcus, a flash of something dangerous in his eyes. "Avery? What does she have to do with this?"
