Cain POV
"What the f**k were you thinking getting drunk and speaking against your sister to the pack" I say as I push Bryce into the house. He almost falls over his own feet, but he's able to right himself. He whirls on me with his fists clenched at his sides. He has the good sense to keep his mouth shut as I step closer to him.
"How could you say that you hope your sister dies. Do you not understand what you've done? Getting her back here and in Reese's bed is the only way you'll keep your title now because you had to act like a three-year-old that lost his toy. Without your sister, Reese will never accept you, his wolf won't allow it."
"That's the only thing that is important to you, isn't it, Cain? You've lost your mate, and soon you won't have your f**k buddy. Your title's all you
