-Wylder-
I woke up early in the morning, as usual, yet as soon as my eyes glanced at the ceiling above me, I sensed something was amiss. I quickly sat up and looked at where Helena was supposed to be sleeping. A surge of dark, angry energy filled me when I realized she wasn’t there.
Oh, she didn’t, my wolf growled furiously.
“She did.”
I had no doubt she had slipped away in the middle of the night to see Killian. Why hadn’t any of my fighters noticed her leaving?
She’s one slippery little wolf, Dayton remarked.
I could only agree, and I left the bed in a foul mood. Oh, I truly hoped Killian had been injured. I might go easy on him if I knew he was genuinely hurt. There’s no reason to kick someone who’s already down, but if he didn’t have a single bruise on him, I was going to unleash
