In the front seat of the moving vehicle, Zephyr sat still, his gaze staring out at the familiar highway. The one where he had saved Xander, Jason and Terry from the car accident.
It was now raining heavily, but still the pain of Sylvia's condition, and his anger toward Ryker, the man who'd hurt her lingered in his chest.
His fingers curled, claws biting into his skin. He was heading to find Ryker, though it remained unclear what he would do to him when he got there.
Should he make him bleed? Put him in the same condition Sylvia was? What good will that be for anyone?
Ryker's the only son of the alpha, and any action taken against him would have consequences. But Zephyr was prepared to face anything. He'd never let Ryker get away with this.
The ride was silent. Jason took the familia
