KADE’S POV
I drove back to the Alpha compound like a bat out of hell. The sooner I got back and solved whatever problem Mason mind-linked me about, the sooner I could return to Andrea.
The thought of her, lying naked in bed, waiting for me to return, made my foot press the accelerator all the way to the floor.
Mason was pacing in front of the pack house when I parked, and he raced forward to meet me.
“Alpha!” he panted.
“This better be f*****g good,” I grumbled as I climbed out of the car.
Mason was hyperventilating, and I raised a brow as I took him in. His hair was disheveled, he was sweating and his eyes were wide.
I eyed his forearms visible under his rolled-up sleeves. “I didn’t do that,” I said, pointing to the scratches and cuts on his arm. A particular nasty
