Axel’s pov
I slammed my empty glass on the table, my heartbeat pulsing through my body with anger. “We should go after them,” I told everyone. “We should go to their pack and deal with them now before they strike again.”
“No way you’re serious.” Kai said, biting into his steak.
Lysander scoffed. “Of course he is. When is Axel not serious about making reckless decisions?”
Alaric, who had been sipping his drink in silence, finally spoke. “I swear, sometimes I wonder if you have a death wish.”
I frowned at them. “Are you serious? We know where they are! We know they’ll be watching and waiting for us to make the first move. That’s our advantage!”
Kai shook his head slowly, the long strands of his hair spilling over his face. “We’re not leaving this place,” he answered grimly. “This is a
