Hebert's POV
I carried Ashley out of the basement.
Her body trembled under my suit jacket. Even through the thin fabric, I could feel the cold sweat seeping from her skin.
My chest tightened painfully. Guilt and fury tore at me from the inside.
This was my territory.
And yet, right here in the Bloodmoon Pack's backyard, some filthy rogue wolf dared to lay a hand on my girl.
I wanted to turn around that instant. I wanted to rip the worthless scum slumped in the corner into shreds. But I held myself back. Ashley needed me more.
Her fragile question still echoed in my mind.
"Why are you so good to me?"
Moon Goddess help me, I almost lost it.
The raging beast inside me clawed violently at my ribs, desperate to burst free.
It roared endlessly, wanting to tell
