22. KEIRAN

A lot of packs had their own dynamics and I respected that, but I couldn’t understand how they would want someone like the boy in front of me as their alpha.

He was pathetic.

Dean and Rowan were a lot alike when it came to personalities. Both were pathetic, liars and too scared to stand up and take responsibility for their mistakes.

“My father’s going to kill you,” he growled, flashing his canines at me.

I tilted my head to the side as I watched him.

The bars were made of metal mixed with a healthy amount of Wolfs-bane and the idiot had learned it the hard way. He should have been able to smell it but he either didn’t or he was too agitated to take in his surroundings.

Didn’t blame him.

Axel entered the room with the smell of Cora’s arousal still clinging to his skin.

I wanted to know what they had done. If she had given her consent for things to go so far, but I didn’t want to ask questions with the bastard within hearing.

“Let me go!” He made the mistake of gripping the bar