Salazar's POV
I shift the white cloth back in place over Sebastian's cold body as Savannah sobs on the floor beside me. My fists clench at my side as the image of the worthless runt who did this to his own brother, my heir, has me throwing my head back and roaring menacingly. The ground beneath us shakes and the surrounding pack warriors whimper and fall to their knees with the force of my alpha aura. Savannah stands and wipes her tear-streaked face before turning to me, her sorrow transforming to deadly rage.
"I want that little piece of s**t's head on a platter, do you hear me?! I don't give a damn that he is a part of your dearly departed w***e! I don't care what purpose you and that old fool grandfather of his have planned for him! I want him dead! Now!" Savannah's eyes shrink to sli
