Rage.
That was all he felt when he saw Layla pinned down on the path. When he saw Laken and his sons with their filthy hands on her.
His vision was red as he slowed to a stop. He’d got out of the car and ran the rest of the way to the packhouse, but he hadn’t shifted because he had assumed Layla had just seen something that had scared her, and he’d known how dangerous it would be for Layla if she saw Cain. But he couldn’t rein his beast in now.
He growled in warning, and the three wolves let go of Layla immediately and backed away. Their fear polluted the air as they lowered their gazes. He had stopped Cain from carrying out justice many times already but this... This he would not let go of.
Dylan finally reached him and stopped beside him.
“f**k,” Dylan whispered.
Because he kne
