Caleb
"That girl is vindictive, you know that. I don’t want her bringing trouble to this pack. How could you be so sloppy?" I yelled at Mike, the frustration from my argument with Maxwell boiling over. I needed someone to blame, and Mike was the nearest target.
"We weren’t home when she ran," he said cautiously, but his words only made me angrier.
"What did you really do to her? She wouldn’t have just run away because she wasn’t marrying Maxwell anymore. You must have done something to push her over the edge," I accused, my eyes narrowing as I tried to read his expression.
Mike hesitated, clearly weighing his words carefully. I could see he was nervous, but I didn’t want to be the only one talking.
"Speak freely," I ordered, my voice cold and sharp. I wasn’t in the mood for half-truth
