Renko’s POV.
I walk with Daryl to a quiet room in the packhouse. I close the door so we have some privacy. I look at him and wonder if he knows that his mate is a traitorous b***h? That she is in league with my uncle. The current reigning rogue king.
“You have my attention. What is it you wish to tell me?” I ask as I move to a desk and sit down. Daryl moves closer to me and I watch him. I watch his every step, every twitch in his muscles.
“There have been whispers that the rogue king is taking more and more packs. That he is searching for something.” Well, not something, someone.
“Yes, and?” I say to him and he sighs as he begins to pace. I have no issue with Daryl. He is a good gamma. I know he thinks that he is or was trying to do the right thing by trying to force Zoe to be involved
