Birthday

Zander’s POV

Caleb is practically clawing at the inside of my skull, desperate to get out and tear that deranged prick limb from limb. How could this have been happening right under our noses? This whole time she was in the next pack, one that borders our own, and we had no idea Kendrick was raping, torturing and murdering she-wolves. ‘Our mate, she was there for years. He needs to be put down.’ Caleb snarls as he tries to push forward. ‘She needs us here for her now, we can’t just leave and go on a bloody rampage. We will have vengeance for her and Justice, when the time’s right.’ I talk Caleb down from a murderous ledge. If this is how he is reacting, I dread to think how Max must be going off inside Christian right now. Since finding Liberty he has managed to keep an impressive grip on Max, I hope this doesn’t push him too far.

“Do you want me to continue?” Liberty asks. She looks from me to Christian and back again, obviously aware of our internal struggles. It might have been bet