Sam sat in the leather chair in the Alpha’s office, her hands spread open flat on the cold, smooth surface of the desk. Her hands were still speckled with Asher’s blood, and her thoughts went back to the fight that had only happened about an hour before.
When her hands had taken the Luna’s life, she had panicked. Knowing that she had set in motion a sequence of events she wasn’t sure she wanted, but she never dreamed that she would be looking at the world from this side of this desk. Sitting over Asher, she knew that she couldn’t panic any longer. It was a matter of survival.
“You might be shocked by what you find out there,” Metztli said sheepishly to Cole as the two stood by the office door. Sam’s eyes dragged across the room and focused on Metztli.
She did it all to protect him, to
