LAZAR
Three days.
It's been three f*****g days since I sat on this f*****g chair watching the woman I love wither away like a flower in the frost, without stepping away from her to go about my Alpha duties.
The Pack House was silent, a suffocating kind of quietness that felt like it was mourning a death that hadn't happened yet, a death that was waiting around the corner before it happened.
I hadn’t shifted. I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t gone to the Courtroom for important meetings. f**k! I hadn't even closed my eyes for more than a few minutes at a time. My wolf was pacing back and forth, his claws scratching at the walls of my mind. He wanted blood. He wanted to tear something apart. But there was no enemy to fight, no predator to kill at the moment.
As for the Pack members, I instru
