***Zane***
“Hello Zane,” Gamma Wyatt says softly, my stomach churning with fear in his presence.
How did he find me? I wonder, blinking hard to make sure I am not dreaming.
That is the least of our worries, Grayson mutters. What the f**k is that s**t-stain of a brother doing here?
“Him?” Caine snaps questioningly at Wyatt, his eyes narrowing to slits. “That mute r****t mutt is my brother? He’s the Almighty silver wolf the King wants?”
Several thoughts fill my head but the loudest one makes me squeeze Talia’s hand in a pleading manner.
Would she believe the r**e accusation Caine just tossed my way? I think to myself, wondering how I would explain to her that Sara lied.
My eyes fixate on my mate, her face neutral and unbothered by his accusation. Without saying a word, she gives my
