-TRISTAN-
"Did you take care of the bodies?" I asked Heath the moment he dropped into the chair across from my desk.
"Tossed into the pit behind Stormline Ridge. Burned them to ash."
His jaw clenched so hard I could hear his molars grind from across the desk. He was pissed.
I was, too.
"Every single one?" Mark pressed, leaning forward in his seat beside him.
The simmering hate in my Gamma’s eyes left no room for doubt. "Every. Single. f*****g. One."
I knew exactly where his mind is. This wasn’t just a breach. Rogues crossed into our land and threatened our people. And one of them slipped past enough warriors to reach the pack school.
Put my niece in danger.
Nearly killed Iris.
The image of her small, bloodied body fighting off that filthy mutt slammed into me again. My vision wen
