Clayton's Perspective
My wolf had overtaken me. I was ready to fight in every way. My team had tortured the rogues until they got the information that we needed to retrieve my Angel. The entire pack was behind me and we were ready to destroy the rogue kingdom.
I set the prison on fire. There were about 30 or 40 rogues in it that had been collected over the past few days and they went down as soon as I found out that they were sent there to take my Angel to their prince to be his bride. Their sole purpose was to distract me from her.
Angel was not Ryan's. Angel would never be Ryan's; she was mine only and the idea of someone taking her away from me made my wolf crazy. No one had the right to take my mate away from me. I really didn't care if he thought he was a prince; there was nothing
