LIAM
In my life, I’d met my fair share of assholes. Kayley, just to name one; the guy who’d given me the scar on my face; all the cunts who’d come to my pack to ask us to give them back the slaves that had sought their freedom in our lands.
I thought I was good at managing assholes: Alec himself had said that it was for my skills at keeping my cool that he’d chosen me, and not his brother, as Beta. Jim was actually a bit of a hothead.
Turns out, I was definitely not good at managing Jackson Ballard – because Gavin and his Beta had to physically pull me away from him for the second time in less than twenty-four hours.
I was so angry, so f*****g pissed and disgusted at the guy, I couldn’t even see straight.
How dared he? He’d f*****g raped Meg – hurt her in one of the worst ways ima
