ARES’ POV
The storm raged outside, matching the fury burning inside me. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white with pressure. My mind replayed everything that had happened at the warehouse—the betrayal, the emptiness, the undeniable proof that someone had snitched.
And the only people who knew about that place were Noah and Jason.
Jason was my Beta, my brother in arms. Jason would never betray me.
Which left only one person, Noah.
A snarl ripped from my throat as i sped through the wet streets. How could I have been so blind?
The signs were all there—the strange aura around Noah, the unnatural way he had survived the attacks, the coincidences that kept piling up. I had ignored my instincts, pushed aside my suspicions, all because of some unexplainable pull
