Going back home wasn’t as easy as Sam had envisaged – he didn’t know what he’d expected, but surely a mutiny from the Alphas had certainly not been one of the probable scenarios he’d concocted in his head.
His feet pressed on the brakes as four figures appeared on the tower keeps, their intents very clear and consensual. He was not welcome here. Ella’s warnings came in his mind, but Sam wasn’t sure he understood the reason why he was being blocked. He was the King for God’s sake, that was his pack, even then, he had no intentions of locking horns with the alphas. He wished he’d listened to Ella and planned his return more smoothly rather than an abrupt appearance.
Truth was he wasn’t sure he was going to ever trust her again. Not after she’d played with his emotions.
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