Drake POV
“What are we going to do, alpha?” Rod asked, looking at Drake uncertainly. “This has gotten far more f****d up than we thought.”
Drake nodded distractedly, his gut roiling at the thought of Gideon getting his hands on Layla. It was obvious this was at least, in part, an attempt at revenge at Drake’s expense, but, knowing Gideon, it was likely far more than that. Part of the reason he’d valued Gideon as a beta, before the fucker had shown his true colors, was that he was an amazing strategist, always thinking several steps ahead. As an ally, he was invaluable. As an enemy, however…
“Drake!” Chelsea’s voice pierced through his train of thought as she came running up to him. “We’ve found a scent trail. From what we can tell, Isaiah was taking her away from here, and Zach followed
