Lucas’s POV
“What happened to no discrimination and trust?”
Two of my warriors take Harper by the arms, and she cranes her neck to look back at me.
The way Harper looks at me as she asks if I’d just thrust a dagger in her back sends a pang of regret through me. She stares up at me with wide, disbelieving eyes. The deep green reminds me of the forest after a long bout of rain, and I have to force myself to look away before I change my mind.
I have to protect my pack and the best way to do that is to make sure any incoming members or guests aren’t a danger to the pack. Harper is no different.
At least, that’s what I tell myself as she’s carted away to the interrogation room. I follow behind them after instructing Sierra and her crowd to disperse. By the look on her face, Sierra is not happy that I’m not allowing her to be in on Harper’s interrogation.
Again, my mate’s greed for power and her clear dislike of people she sees as stationed below her make my heart heavy. It’s clear that s
