Alpha Damon blood boils, further worsening his condition, Leo, his wolf claws at his insides, driving him close to the edge.
He doesn't mind carrying out mass execution right now.
He was ready to gather every single member of Moonglade pack, and make them line up in a straight line— like lambs before s*******r— so that Enya could point out who did this to her.
Or maybe, she should just call the person's name.
All he needed was just a single name, and he would see to it that the one who bore that name in this pack would never see a new day again. She just needs to say a name and heads would roll.
Even the guards he had stationed outside her hospital door, would not escape his wrath.
They would share in the punishment too. He had charged them not to let any unfamiliar person enter her
