Allison’s pov
I just stare at him, Daniel. He was sleeping, and I wondered if he was serious, telling me that he would kill the person responsible for my suffering. He was talking about almost the entire pack and all his guards.
I walked into the bathroom and washed off. I was still mad at Milly; she didn’t get it. I wasn’t trying to hurt her or the lights. I mean, come on, I was powerful as hell. She didn’t stand a chance; if I wanted to, I could kill her and her mate, but what would that help? I didn’t want her lights. I wanted my own.
Maybe I should start pointing fingers tomorrow, let him have a taste of his own medicine, killing his pack member left and right. Trust me, when he told me I was already itching to drag him down to the barracks, he started picking them out one by one, b
