Northern Lights: Bonded in Blood

Book Two of the Northern Lights Series.

We entered the hotel to find a large amount of alarm and confusion. I tightened my hold on Clark's hand as we moved through the foyer. I searched the crowds for familiar faces until I found my father, "Dad!" I called out to him.
My father came rushing to us, pulling us both into a tight hug. His heart was pounding, "Oh Charlotte, Clark, it's bad. It's really bad." I pushed him to arm's length, my eyes wide with concern, "What happened?"
"The conference leaders are about to make an announcement. There was a terrible attack on the Crestview pack in Manitoba. They are located by Cormorant Lake, just to the north. It's only about five hours from Red Rose..." his voice trailed off.
"What happened James?" Clark asked, holding on to my father's shoulder. My father's face was pale, his eyes began to brim with tears, "They were ambushed last night. You need to understand this pack is the second largest in Manitoba, almost six hundred members. They are a strong pack, well trained with great warriors..."
Clark stared at my father, "James...". I pulled him into a hug as the tears started to fall, "They are all gone. Ripped apart, the men, women and children. Whatever they did, they left none alive. The pups were all slaughtered." My shoulder became wet with tears as my father hung on to me for dear life. I was shocked by his words, how can an entire pack of that size be wiped out overnight. Surely there was a misunderstanding, an exaggeration of the event.
"That's not possible." I whispered. My father pulled back to look at me, holding on to my arms tightly, "I know, it shouldn't be. Crestview is a vibrant, large pack. They have a large presence in Manitoba. This shouldn't have happened. We don't know how it could have happened."