Zachary’s POV
“Gather everyone!” I roared, fury lacing every word as I stood in the center of my pack. My fists were clenched so tightly my knuckles cracked, fangs bared in the moonlight. “This fight isn’t like the others we’ve faced. This one… this is for my honor. My dignity.” My voice trembled with restrained rage. “I’ve been silent for too long. Letting a man take what belongs to me—mocking me. No more.”
A low growl rumbled from my chest. “We will fight. And we will win!”
A unified cheer erupted, echoing through the trees like thunder.
Asher, I thought coldly. You have no idea what you’ve done. No idea the storm you’ve unleashed. You took Isabella from me… and you think I’ll just let that go? I’ll ruin you. You’ll beg for mercy that won’t come.
The meeting dispersed. I returned to
