"Zane is in a rampage," I say bluntly, deciding there's no point in sugarcoating it anymore. "He went feral in the middle of the night. His eyes turned red and he attacked me and River. He almost killed a maid. We had to chain him with Nightshade poison just to restrain him, and even then it barely worked. He's locked in a reinforced cell right now because if we let him out, he'll kill everyone in this pack house without hesitation or recognition."
She sucks in a sharp breath and her face goes even paler than it already was. "No," she whispers, shaking her head in denial. "No, that's not possible. Zane would never hurt anyone. He's the calmest one out of all of you. He's gentle and protective and—"
"I know," I interrupt gently. "But right now he's not himself. He's not in control."
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