RYDEN
“Alpha!” Trent stormed inside the pack house into the dining room where everyone was having their breakfast. His hands were on his knees, breathing heavily.
“Trent, what is it?” My gut twisted as I instantly saw the horror on his face. I stood up abruptly and walked away from the rest.
“While I was scouting the perimeters, a werewolf dropped Brant’s head outside the border.” He breathed deeply, wiping his sweat and tears from his face. His words made everyone gasp. “He has a message for you.”
Swallowing hard, I walked towards him and my heart broke all over again. “What’s the message, Trent?”
“Here. Drink.” Amelia gave him a glass of water.
“Thank you.” His voice cracked and he drank the water empty. “I’m so sorry, Alpha. I feel like I failed my only job. Now Brant is dead.”
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