Ava: Aspen's Here
"Ava."
The sound of my name has me sitting up immediately, even before my eyes open. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. Calm down." Lucas pulls me into his arms, and I wrap my arms around his waist as I blink in the dim light, trying to wake my sleepy brain.
"We've made contact with a group of wolves at the border," he says, making my heart skip a beat again. I've been asleep most of the past two days. Grimoire said my body needed to recuperate after such a large draw of power.
This is my first time hearing anyone was even near the perimeter of our pack.
"And?" Since Lucas is calm, I know it can't be bad.
"They're from Aspen," he says, confirming my thoughts. "While they haven't been hit as hard as us, they've sent out scouting packs to make contact with us and others."
"How did they find us?" Despite knowing this group isn't a danger to our safety, that detail makes me nervous.