Aren:
Running through the thick mass of trees did nothing to calm my wolf after that fucker accused me of killing my dad. My wolf paced inside me wishing it was us up there wanting, scratch that, needing to kill that piece of s**t.
The look on the fucker's face when a third of his wolfs turned on him was priceless. I can't take credit for that at all. That's all Marie. She lives for deception. Mostly because those big brown eyes can get away with murder. I'll make sure to give her the proper acknowledgment she deserves when this is over.
As Darius, Shane's father stood in front of Jeremiah I couldn't shake the clash of what he had given me against the anger of Jeremiah's words. I thought about what he just told me. My chest warmed up just like my eyes. I hadn't felt the urg
