(Aaron POV)
Wednesday afternoon, I was in my father’s office going through reports of recent rogue attacks and sightings. Rogues were always a problem, but there was too much consistency lately. I thought back to my meeting Alpha Ryan; could White Howlers really be behind some of the attacks? If so, how would we prove it before it was too late?
As I thought about the White Howlers’ pack, I started to think about Cassie. And how Cassie had been mated to Jason. And about my irritation when I saw future Alpha Danny giving her a lap dance.
Urgh. Why was one woman taking up so much space in my head? I had not thought this much about a woman in years, if ever. Had I thought this much about Allison? Maybe? That relationship was so short-lived… and traumatic… that it’s hard to remember those ki
