Harper ran over, wrapping her arms around me and I nuzzled her head for a moment to calm my second in command, feeling her heart thrashing. My gaze remained fixed on my other Wolves, the way they were getting up and stalking closer, but mostly how they were looking at Rosalie. Not good. Not fucking good. They were glaring at her, muscles tensing and teeth baring all around us as they rallied against the outsider to their pack.