Her Mate, His Luna

Chapter 21

*Iván's POV*

    It's been two weeks since the attack—two weeks since I buried three of my warriors. Whenever I think about how they were someone's son, brother, mate, or father, I feel a wave of depression and worthlessness. I was their Alpha, and it was my job to protect them just like everyone else, yet I failed. My pack was in danger, and I wasn't able to save everyone. The Rouge King will die for his hand in this.

    For the last two weeks, I've had barely any sleep, and I've been isolating myself by staying in my office day after day, night after night. I have been trying to uncover the Rouge King's identity. I have been avoiding Aliane in the process, and as much as it brings me pain, I need to protect her and our pack. The Rouge King earned his name because the council wouldn't