Julian POV
"Get out," I snarled, my voice tearing through the silence of the room.
Ethan did not move from the doorway of the pack office. "The reports from the estate are finalised, Alpha."
"I told you to leave me."
"You need to see this," Ethan said, stepping forward. He dropped a thick, leather-bound folder onto the edge of the desk. It landed with a heavy, dull thud that echoed against the bare stone walls. "It is everything you asked for regarding Penelope."
My hand froze halfway to the bottle of scotch on the side table. The skin across my knuckles felt tight, bruised from the night before. A day had passed since the Moon Goddess's Grand Honor Ceremony, but the rot of that night was still lingering in the back of my throat. I could still smell the sharp, metallic tang of her sce
