LEORNARD
I didn’t say a word to anyone when I returned to Red Moon Pack. The anger inside me was a burning pit, and I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. As I stormed through the packhouse, I ignored all the greetings from my warriors and staff. They could sense my mood, and they wisely kept their distance. My thoughts were a whirlwind, and my fists were clenched tight, knuckles turning white as I tried to suppress the rage building inside me.
I didn’t stop until I reached my room, slamming the door shut behind me. The sound echoed through the stillness of the hallway, but it wasn’t enough to calm me.
Damn it.
My eyes scanned the room. The soft flickering of the fire from the hearth only highlighted the tension in the space, but I didn’t care. I was consumed by the knowledge of wha
