DOMINIC POV
That bastard. If anyone had the guts to take my Luna, it was him.
I didn’t wait. I shifted into my wolf and ran, my paws digging into the ground as I sped toward Marcus’s estate. My wolf was furious, desperate. If Marcus had touched Ella, I would rip him apart.
I barged into Marcus’s office without knocking. He sat there, his usual smug grin on his face. “To what do I owe this honor, Alpha King?” he asked, pretending to be amused.
I grabbed him by the collar, slamming him against the wall. “Where is she?” I growled, my claws digging into his skin.
Marcus laughed. “Who?”
“Ella!” I roared. “You took her! Where is she?”
He smirked. “I wish I had taken her. But I didn’t. Maybe she finally realized you’re not the mate she wants and ran away.”
My fist connected with his face,
