Cole's pov
The disgusting chief of staff propelled my departure from my brother's territory.
"Should we at least tell them that we’re leaving?" Matt asked, glancing at me through the rearview mirror. I was in the backseat, my hand covering my nose to block out the stench I’d been assaulted with in every corner of that shithole.
I looked up, meeting his gaze. "Did we tell them when we came? Or did we just show up?"
"Okay, whatever. How can you have mood swings this early in the morning?" Matt grumbled, starting the engine without another word.
I didn’t respond. I wasn’t a rude motherf*cker, but I knew how to be when someone deserved it. And this pack? They deserved more than just my silent departure. They were lucky I was leaving without a word, especially after I found out their mutt
