Dylan paced the room back and forth, trying to relax himself. It was past midnight, and he still couldn't find any form of sleep. His thoughts had been jumbled since the early morning hours when Ralph had taken Diane away.
As much as he and his sister might not be the friendliest of siblings, he still cares so much about her. Dylan knew it would be a huge embarrassment on alpha Ralph's part if he couldn't control his Luna. No alpha would be respected by his members if he can't keep a tab on his Luna.
There was no way he would have let his fellow Alpha be disgraced by his uncultured sister. However, Dylan worried for her. Things wouldn't have gone this bad if she hadn't fallen for the wrong person.
Douglas never did love Diane; she was only a means to an end to his sacred desires
