“I am done here,” Lucas stood up and dusted his pants, preparing to leave, utterly displeased. He turned on his heels and started stepping away. “Lock him up until he rots—”
Noise to his ears.
The first time he spoke and immediately tried to defend his sick actions, Lucas should not have listened in the first place.
The Rogue begging for his family's rescue after what he has done should have been enough sign to stop the nonsense.
Lucas would not deny that it did move him. The story he just told and how his wife and child was still caught up in the mess. And he did consider how he could help then out safely and soundly. As the Alpha, he just wanted his members to prosper and never get hurt. And that natural characteristic and urge to help extends to other werewolves, too.
But now... i
