Brandon's POV.
I left Sophia to rest and went back to the pack. As I walked along the lonely hallway of the hospital we had driven her to, I couldn't help but see many other werewolves from our pack and how hard they were living.
The setting sun from the windows of each room I passed made the things I saw even more depressing. I shook my head and tried to pull my mind off the sight.
"These people are suffering and it is all my fault", I found my hand beating my chest as I tried to suck in a breath.
Yes, it was all my fault but more importantly, it was the fault of that bastard— Caleb.
He would not listen.
The bastard had been so envious of his perception of Sophia and me that he had to attack her.
He tried to r**e her for f**k sake and that was the limit he should never have crosse
