Chapter Thirty
Vega
Standing outside of the apartment door, my lip curled as I looked down the hallway. It reminded me of CJ’s mate’s apartment.
There was a small dying ivy hanging by the front door in a blue hanging planter. I shook my head as I brought up a hand and banged on the boring white door. Didn’t these people have any taste? Why didn’t Marcus have his flock members nearer?
Marcus’s flock lived differently than the elder’s. Away from each other and spread out through the city. I’d heard that there were a few homes at the base of their mountain. Built for family units, but I’d never seen them. They were at a disadvantage, everyone being spread out like this. Should we need to, it would be easy to take out his flock one member at a time. I didn’t want it to come to that, there
