- First Person’s Perspective -
Marcus’s POV
I had been sitting in my chambers, poring over some ancient pack records, when the muffled sound of chaos drifted up through the walls. At first, I ignored it, thinking it was some petty dispute among the pack members. But as the noise grew louder, my instincts kicked in. I set the papers aside and moved swiftly to the window.
What I saw made my blood boil.
Laura? Was that Laura?
She was back? How come I didn't know about this
I looked closer and then I saw it,my sister, my blood, was being dragged out of the pack house like a criminal. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes wide with humiliation as two enforcers roughly hauled her out. My fist clenched tightly at my side. How dare they? How dare Lucas allow this to happen? Is this how you treat
