Chapter Eighteen

Rage. Undeniable rage. The feeling of wanting to rip someone to pieces coursed through Theo veins. If it hadn’t been for her brother showing up, he definitely would have put that bitch in her place. A woman should be seen and not heard, dammit!

Theo hid in the shadows of the forest at the edge to the clearing in the wolves’ territory. He had grown suspicious of Leah when she claimed to have an appointment when he had asked her out for lunch. He had a feeling she was hiding something so he had followed her at a discreet distance. He had no idea she was blowing him off for this.

He glanced around the clearing speculatively. There were tables and decorations set up all around. Music was playing in the background while children played and danced. It appeared they were having some sort of formal celebration since everyone looked to be dressed in formal attire. A wedding perhaps, or a banquet? He shook his head. It didn’t matter what these heathens were up to. All he cared about was his wo