Pheisar's POV
The night was heavy and grim. The storm had finally let up, but the air still reeked of that damp, metallic smell of wet earth.
I was lying in the Alpha suite on the top floor of the packhouse. My body was trashed, but sleep was a joke. The silk sheets beneath me felt as cold and lifeless as a corpse's skin.
Elena wouldn't be able to handle this bullying scandal on her own.
She had no pack for cover and no support system—she was basically public enemy number one right now.
She'd come back tonight. I knew it. She'd be submissive and beg for my protection.
I got it; ever since Selene came back, she'd been incredibly insecure and acting out.
This time, as long as she promised to keep her hands off Selene, I'd willing to mate with her immediately. I'd let her be my Luna ju
