Derry’s POV.
My power rises with my temper. I have never felt rage like it as I look down at Autumn and Simon. Their smug faces taunt me further. How dare they do this? They've twisted the truth to discredit me and make the pack reject me and my son. I know Hawk won't stand for it, which means they'll try to overthrow him as Alpha. I can hear Hawk's soothing tone, but I can't make out his words. My power feels as if it's fizzing and popping under my skin, desperately trying to seep from my pores and eliminate the threat. I feel a hand in mine. I know without looking that it's Mickey. My power flows to dance with his, desperate to reunite. Some escapes into him before his hand is snatched away, but it's not enough. The swirling energy is too immense to shove back into its tank, and why wou
