ALPHA RYAN POV
After the meeting, I was on edge. My wolf, Max, had been pacing nonstop. I wasn’t sure what Max had worked up over the last few days, but I knew it wasn’t good. Max confirmed that much.
The Goddess had marked our pack. Max wouldn’t stop bit.ching about how it was all my fault. He needed to get over it already. What’s done has been done.
I refused to believe these increased attacks had anything to do with what we did to CC. Why would the Goddess take notice of one girl? She wouldn’t—especially a loss like CC.
This was how I kept those doubts at bay. There are hundreds of thousands of mistreated wolves around the world. I have not heard of those packs being marked with a curse. Nope. This had nothing to do with the beating and murder of Carissa Carter. I refused to allow t
