Carter's POV
The words hadn’t stopped echoing.
Not for days.
Not for weeks.
“She will be his… unless you do something about it.”
Victor’s scarred throat. The bitterness in his voice. The hollow look in his eyes—like he was a walking reminder of what happened to wolves who stood in Liam’s way.
It haunted me.
I’d tried to sleep since then: tried to push it down, reason it away, like my father had taught me to. Don’t act on emotion. Don’t follow shadows. Don’t stir trouble where the Alpha hasn’t asked for it. But my gut was louder than my logic now.
Because the man Ruby was trapped with wasn’t just unstable. He was calculated. Controlled.
And worse,he’d done this before.
Victor’s scar hadn’t been a warning. It had been a promise. Jake destroyed what he couldn’t control.
And right
