LEO'S POV.
I sat at the head of the long table, staring blankly at the parchment spread out before me. Voices droned on around me, discussions about Talon Pack’s latest predicament and the warriors they needed for support. Beta Christopher leaned forward, his deep voice heavy with despartion as he made his case and tendered his requests.
I nodded at intervals, pretending to listen, but my mind wasn’t in the room. It was still trapped in the memory of last night, a memory I couldn’t shake off, no matter how hard I tried.
Her cries had been the very cause of it all. At first, I’d ignored them, thinking she’d eventually stop. But the sound only grew louder, each sniffle and muffled sob scraping against my nerves and adding to my irritation until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I’d stormed up
