Leah POV
I know I’m about to end this. Everything is connected to White. If I kill him this whole war ends.
White is panting as his eyes go back and forth desperate for help or an escape. I don’t give him the chance. He’s about to shift again, but before he can, I launch on him. My hands turn into claws, and before White could do anything to defend himself, they sink into his chest.
White lets out a blood-curdling scream, but before he can start to shift and retaliate, I fist my claws in his chest, gripping flesh and bones, and slam him into the ground.
“Ugh!”
“Tell me why White? What is your obsession with me? With my family?”
White laughed even as the color began to leave his face. He spits blood out at me, “I could care less about you, girl. I need your resources. That’s all you
