Chapter 41

Tyler. It was almost half a day and Arya was still unconscious. As much as Nate kept reassuring me that she was fine and would be awake soon, I couldn't help the fear that gripped me at how immobile she was on the bed. Nate had gone to scour the pack and try to get some intel on the situation of the pack. However, through my heightened senses, I could feel his fast-beating heart as he approached the house. Something was wrong. I could feel it. Was there another attack attempt? Anger filled my veins What had Lauren done this time? Nate's urgent voice sliced through the stillness, "Tyler, the Crests are attacking! We need you now!" "Fuck!" I wasn't ready to face Ethan. Not now. Not with the unrest Lauren had created. "He didn't keep to his word. The bastard! It's not even half a week yet" "We need to go, Tyler. It's complete mayhem out there." Nate replied pacing back and forth across the room. "Ethan and his pack are ruthlessly killing our pack members. They need us." “Fucking he