Kane’s POV.
Our return to the pack was very different from when we were leaving
The silence I’m the carriage was deafening and the hopeful mood we’d all carried with us as we left diminished the further our carriage made its way into the pack. I could see the destruction even from here, buildings had been vandalised, words had been scribbled everywhere and there was the tension that snaked through the entire pack, it showed on the faces of the warriors and on the faces of the few civilians we passed.
Of course I’d say the tension outside the carriage rivalled the tension inside, stretched out by the tense silence and the occasional sideways glance that we put between us, I was barely able to breathe in here. Fiona hadn’t uttered a single word since she confronted us about the things we
