Trinity's pov
I sat in the kitchen eating my breakfast, slowly chewing on a piece of toast whilst thinking about yesterday's attack. We were thankful we had no deaths, coming out of it with only a few members needing non-urgent treatment.
The pack was quick to react when we were first attacked. Managing to battle the number of rogues down before they made it to the packhouse, most were taken down at the borders leaving only a few stray rogues that got through our defenses.
I couldn't help but think about Derek, nobody saw him, was he behind the attack? was he just watching from afar, so many questions still left unanswered? Amongst all of that, there is Mary, I know Hunter was mad yesterday but was throwing her out a tad too far? maybe he was regretting his actions today.
I understand
