Suddenly a loud, frantic pounding came from the front door. Without a word, Viv, Gilly and Evee ran toward it.
Through the side windows that bordered the heavy front door, Viv saw Jaco, her East pack leader, standing at the front door, his face serious and drawn. In human form, he stood over six-four with a massive chest and a long mane of black hair that reached below his shoulders. He wore jeans and a white T-shirt. His eyes, usually a brilliant green, looked faded, dull. The sight of him made Viv’s heart stutter to a stop. Even though he had access in and out of the locked compound as one of her generals, Jaco never came here. For him to come directly to her home meant something had to be seriously wrong.
Jaco pounded on the door again and was about to give it another hit when Viv opened it.
Jaco took one look at her and took a step back. “I must speak with you immediately,” he said.
She motioned him inside.
He shook his head. “I think it is best if we speak privately.”
Viv motioned him inside again. “Whatever needs to be said can certainly be said in front of my sisters.”
Jaco nodded. “As you wish.” He stepped inside, and Viv closed the door behind him.
“Is there a problem at the East lair?” Viv asked.
“No,” Jaco said. He looked uneasily at Gilly and Evee. “May I speak freely?” he asked Viv.
She glanced toward the sitting room, saw the four cousins had remained inside. “Absolutely.”
He nodded, then lowered his eyes slightly. “The problem is not at the East lair. The problem is at the North compound, where you were this morning.” He hesitated and Viv signaled for him to continue.
This time he looked her square in the eye. “There has been a breach in the North compound. We have at least a hundred and fifty Loup Garou dead. The front and back entries were wide open and there are many gaps throughout the fenced territory.”
Gilly moaned and Evee gasped. Viv simply stared at him.
“If a hundred and fifty are dead,” Evee said, her eyes wide with panic, “then that means at least two hundred might be loose in the city.”
“Or dead farther back on the feeding grounds,” Jaco said. “I didn’t have a chance to check every inch of the territory.” He looked at Viv. “I had gone there to get Milan as I had been notified he was missing and suspected he would be near Stratus. I spotted the massacre as soon as I arrived. Did a quick check along the entire fence lines, then came here to let you know.”
Viv nodded, feeling like someone had thrown a fifty-pound boulder into her stomach. “Go back to the North compound. I’ll meet you there and get this figured out.”
Jaco nodded, turned on his heels, opened the front door and disappeared in a flash.
As soon as the front door closed, Gilly whirled about and faced her. A cocoon of hot air wrapped tight around Viv. Always an indicator of Gilly’s fury.
“Viv François,” Gilly said in a low, trembling voice. She took a step closer to her sister. “What the fuck have you done?”
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