Chapter 7
“When we can no longer trust our friends, our family, our pack, who then can we trust?” ~Decebel
Decebel stood outside at the bottom of the mansion’s front steps. He stared down the long concrete driveway that wound through a manicured lawn across the front of the estate. He heard the approaching vehicle long before he saw it. A black SUV drove toward the house, pulling slowly into the circle drive before coming to a stop. The man behind the steering wheel let the engine idle as he stared through the windshield at Decebel. A woman with dark, shoulder-length hair and a frown plastered on her face sat in the passenger seat. The so-called mate. The pseudo-Alpha bit back a growl as his wolf pushed forward to assert its dominance over the pair. It didn’t happen instantly. Skender wa
