Zephyr marched from the doorstep to the sofa chair, fingers curled into tight fists. Each step was heavy with intent, ready to rip Anthony from the paws of the wild beasts in disguise. But just a few steps from the chair, something struck.
His gut twisted, the anger that had lingered in his chest draining into something else.
Zephyr's pulse thundered in his ears, his hardened fists softening at the sight of the dark brown eyes fastened on him.
He halted by the chair, lips sealed.
Memories stirred in his mind. The insults Jason's parents had cast at his teeth and that of his mother recoiled in his thoughts. They had told him once that he would never amount to anything. That he and his mother never belonged in the Crescent moon pack, and wouldn't last much longer. Though they hadn't sai
