I'm in a conflict of feelings.
I'm happy because I got Angel back and his safe. He's extraordinary. I didn't save him, he saved himself. For a beta, he has the strength of an alpha. Nothing will make me happier than having him as my Luna. I don't think I could even knock a heart out of a chest with one blow. And Angel was weakened by the things he suffered and by the damn wolfsbane. I imagine his strength when he's in perfect health.
At the same time, my heart cries. A great warrior died today. Damn Jackson, his coward rogues. He killed many before dying, but was attacked by several at once. The pack got poorer. Lost a good man, the best of warriors, a spectacular father and mate, the best of us all.
The rogues burn in the pyres. Now it's time to honor the headwarrior.
My dad wants to
