Chapter 14
Darren knew before Aden even opened the door that Marita wasn’t alone. He could hear the other wolves shuffling behind her, pushing against the door, growling softly in their frustration and bloodlust. His spine stiffened in an automatic reaction. That many angry wolves nearby, and he wanted to fight. He forced himself to relax, though. The last thing anybody needed was more tension in the room. He needed to remain calm, focus on Leo’s injuries, and let Aden handle his pack. Darren was sure they would listen to their alpha.
That certainty, however, fled when Aden actually opened the door. Marita was a short woman, her dark hair cropped close to her head, her face arresting if not particularly beautiful. Darren had expected red-rimmed eyes, or a few tears glistening on her chee
