Morgan "Not much to be proud of," I say through the mind-link, and I hear everyone chuckle at their expense. "Alphas, you are both late. I gave you an hour, and both of you decided to ignore me. By law, that means you both give up your claim, and that makes this an easy assignment for me. Next time a Commander of the King shows up, I suggest you be on time, and I suggest you wear some clothes next time. I wouldn't show my inadequacy to the world," I say before I turn on my heel, but before I have taken a step, a roar tells me that they will attack, and I allow Amra to take over control. Amra turns towards both Packs, and she releases a mighty roar, shaking the ground under our paws. Every Pack-member shows fear in their eyes. Amra is larger than their Alphas, and she has purple-black fur. She shows them her teeth as she growls, and slowly she takes a step forward, making the Alphas take a step back. "Commander Morgan says she will rip you to shreds if you step outside your borders," Flora repeats the words I told her through the mind-link. "Neither one of you upheld the law. Now you get to deal with the consequences. The King will be informed about your response to Commander Morgan explaining the law to the both of you," Flora continues. "Tell your Warriors to stand down and resume normal border patrols, now," Flora says as she looks at Amra, and everyone can tell that she is repeating my words. It takes about half an hour before the Warriors have stepped back from the borders, and another half hour before the Alphas shift back to their Human forms, but this time they put sweats on. Amra walks to the back of the SUV, and I shift back to my Human form. I put on a new uniform before I walk back towards the Alphas. Both of them start speaking at the same time, but they clamp their mouths shut when I hold up my hand, and I look from one Alpha to the other and back again. "Alphas, I don't care what you have to say. If you don't agree with what I have said, I suggest you take it up with the King, but I suggest you read the law before you do. I will make sure that I am there if you are ever allowed to present your case in front of the King," I say. "I have more to do, so get back to your Pack-house and get the fuck out of my sight," I growl. The rest of the week passes quickly as we finish the rest of our assignments, and I sigh in relief when I return on Sunday morning. Skylar is about to open the door when I remember Flora's trick, and I ask her to open the door slowly while I keep an eye on the spot where she placed the card. Fuck, the card isn't there anymore, and we are the only ones in the building. I send a message to Flora to tell her where I found the card, and in seconds my phone rings. "I knew we hadn't imagined it. Someone has been sneaking into our wing," Flora says the moment I answer my phone. I walk around every floor and every room, but one by one I eliminate them, and I wonder who was here and why. Danica follows me into my room with my bag when I see my world turn black. Slowly the darkness disappears, and I see a male curled up on my bed. It is Commander Jaylen, and he is clinging to my pillow. I see the time on my alarm clock pass quickly, and suddenly his eyes open, but they are not his usual ice-blue color—his Lycan is in control. He gets out of my bed, and I see him walking out of my bedroom. I hear someone softly saying my name, and every time it gets repeated, it becomes louder, until I am pulled out of the darkness. I sit down on my bed to allow my brain to process what I saw, and I soon realize I might have the gift of perception as well, but I am not sure what I am supposed to do now. Should I just forget about it, or should I talk to Commander Jaylen about it? Should I call Dad to find out if this is normal? "Never," Amra growls in my head. She still hates our parents for what they put me through, and she hates their Lycans for not acknowledging her. I still hate them for what my family put me through, and I don't know if I will ever get to a point where I am able to forgive them. Danica has been sitting next to me the entire time without saying a word, and I am grateful she allowed me to process everything without interrupting me. She won't ask questions until the others are back, and Moura will understand immediately which gift popped up. I just hope she doesn't ask me if I have any other gifts. "Commander, I want to ask you a question, but I understand if you don't want to answer it, and I want you to tell me if it is none of my business. What will you do if an assignment sends you home?" Skylar asks, and I know she has been walking around with this question for a long time. The first time I heard that thought running through her head, I had almost asked her if she had lost her mind, but Amra was able to stop me and to point out that she didn't ask the question out loud. I have had time to think about it, but I still don't have an answer—and with that, I mean an answer for her or myself. "I don't know, Skylar. I have been asking myself that question too, but so far I haven't found an answer, and I think we will have to wait for that day to arrive before I have an answer," I say, and I really hope I will know what to do if that day ever arrives.