Echoes of Sienna

ALPHA BRONSON POV

The arrow hit dead center.

Then another. And another.

Six arrows. Six bullseyes. In under ten seconds.

"Show off," Flint said from behind me. Then added quickly, "Alpha Bronson."

I smiled. "Jealous?"

"Always. Alpha Bronson." He walked closer in that careful way he had. Steps measured. Never rushing. Examined the target from exactly three feet away. Like always. "You know most wol