CALEB’POV
I was seeing red.
I was angry.
But, I had a purpose. My hands clenched against the steering wheel as I pulled into the pack house. Lucas was still being soothed by Ember. I felt for him because, despite the fact he had not gotten crazy injuries, he was the one hurting the most inside. Lucas had fought all his life for this and it couldn’t be taken away from him at the last minute.
"We are here," Tristen grunted beside me.
I gave a stiff nod as I killed the engine and stepped out of the car. My brothers followed fast after me, but when I turned back, I noted that Ember was also out of the car.
"Stay here," I said softly.
She nodded, without arguing. I sighed as I walked into the house with my brothers. Lucas was quiet, but Tristen kept slamming his palm on his unclenched fi
