26 - Rage

~Jett’s Point of View~

After receiving word my pack had been attacked, I was beyond on edge. I was nearly ready to tell this Rusty to fuck himself and go home to help my people.

Hearing from Lola that things were okay enough gave me some reassurance, but not much. I had to get this shit done quickly. The trip would certainly be cut short. How could I look into the eyes of a male who was supposed to be here as a goodwill gesture … while his pack was invading mine?

Honestly it had Alpha Digger written all over it, I wouldn’t be surprised if his Beta didn’t even know. I’d look like a fool out here cutting a deal with the devil while he was fucking me from behind. Little did they know I’d left two other Alphas in my absence.

My men and I headed out to a small local sports bar to blow off some steam. I wasn’t doing so well in a small hotel room and a drink was always welcome.

Though to be sitting and enjoying myself, making jokes while my people were suffering was hardly a good idea.