Drew stormed through the front door, his fury barely contained as he charged up the stairs, his footfalls heavy with purpose. Behind him, Tarren and a dozen of the pack’s best guards followed closely, their faces tense. The air was thick with unease.
"I thought I told you to keep an eye on her," Drew growled, his voice cold and lethal. His hand gripped the banister, knuckles white. He was struggling to keep his wolf from tearing out of him in blind rage. "What do I pay you lot for?"
Tarren flinched at the sharp reprimand. “It’s my fault,” he admitted, his voice low with regret. “I should have warned my men to be more vigilant once you left.”
"Of course," Drew muttered through clenched teeth. He stopped in front of his bedroom door, his hand resting heavily on the handle. "She wouldn’t h
