KADE
I walked toward the barracks with murder on my mind.
My wolf was howling for blood, demanding I rip Cassandra apart for what she'd done. The image of Sera lying on that clinic bed, her shoulder dislocated, her face pale from pain, it burned my brain.
She'd been hurt, on my territory, by someone I'd allowed to stay.
That was on me.
Rogues scattered as I approached, reading the fury in my expression. Good, fhey should be afraid. Anyone who thought hurting Sera was acceptable was about to learn otherwise.
I found Cassandra in the barracks common room, sitting with a group of older rogues who'd served with her years ago. She was laughing at something one of them said, completely relaxed.
Like she hadn't just deliberately injured someone under my protection.
"Everyone out," I said,
