I felt the distress and panic of my pack. I ran as fast as I could with Father Romero and Kathy close behind.
"STOP!" Father Romero shouted.
"What!" I snapped back.
"Aria, the witches they have started the ritual," he explained.
"So, what now?" I asked.
"I know you want a full-frontal assault but we have to be smart about this," he said. He was right about one thing. I wanted to run and rip that bitches head off. I didn't want to be smart. I wanted blood, her blood. We watched and waited. She had caused all the wolves to become immobile and then began to walk up to all the alphas and cut them. It made me angry to watch her cut them. Alpha Crawford and Alpha Ricardo hardly put up a fight. Mason, on the other hand, had me holding on to hope that he would break free and kill that b*
