"Easy, they threatened Mateo, and I decided to end them. I raised him. He may not be my blood, but he's my son in every other sense of the word. Lucy knew that, aiming to raise my anger. So I took her f*****g head. The speed, it's a perk of being a Fenrir bloodline wolf, blessed with the power of the god inside my veins. Drink?" I asked, grabbing for the bourbon to pour it into my glass as he stared at me.
Darren reached around, grabbing the bottle from my hand. I narrowed my eyes while he sat beside me silently. I could hear the whispered words of the pack, knowing they were reeling at the fact I'd removed the heads of six female in a matter of seconds. I'd never exposed my speed or my strength to anyone. Not even my beta had been aware of the way I could move. I'd used my speed only a f
