Axel’s pov
I drove back to the pack with Lysander sitting beside me. His arms were crossed over his chest and his face was contorted in a frown. He hadn’t stopped muttering under his breath since we’d left the rogue camp and I knew he was beyond pissed.
When we pulled up in front of the pack house, Alaric and Kai were waiting outside. Their expressions were blank masks, but I could see the fury burning in their eyes.
The moment Lysander and I stepped out of the truck, Alaric gestured toward the house. “Inside. Now.”
I exhaled through my nose, keeping my expression blank as I followed them. We made our way into the library, the heavy wooden door shutting behind us. The moment it did, Lysander exploded.
"You're out of your damn mind, Axel!" He whipped around to face me, his voice shrill
