KAIA’S POV
Donovan helped Gareth up. Gareth, bleeding and clearly humiliated, staggered, his face twisted in pain and rage. For a terrifying second, I thought he’d charge at Leander again, just launch himself at him like a mad beast to prove a point. And he actually tried to, but Donovan caught his arm before he could make it far.
“Alpha,” Donovan said, his voice low and strained, “please… calm down. Just let it go for now.”
But Gareth’s fury only deepened at his words, burning hotter, as his eyes darkened. His chest heaved as he glared past Donovan’s shoulder, straight at Leander.
“Let it go?!” he barked, his voice cracking under the weight of rage. “I want him out of my pack! Out! Do you hear me?!”
Leander’s expression stayed flat, almost bored, like Gareth’s screaming barely reache
