Zodiac POV.
The audacity of that man. Asking me what he should do with that w***e? Is he not the damn alpha? It should be his decision to punish her, not mine. Or has he forgotten I want nothing to do with him or his goddamn pack?
Moron. I stalk back towards my room and stop and sniff the air. A growl escapes me. I turn and walk back the way I came. My nose is in the air as I get closer to the front door.
I open the door and step out into the cool night air. Everything is quiet and calm, too quiet. I walk further away from the packhouse. I remove my bathrobe, slippers, and pyjamas and shift into Ċarnage.
“Something is wrong.” I say to her and she hums as we sniff the ground and follow the scent as far as it will go. We come to the treeline and lift our head and peer into the darkness.
