Gianna

I cup Lorcan’s cheek, drawing his eyes from a burning Nancy and to me. He blinks, clearly shocked by what he just witnessed me do.

The thing is, I don’t even feel slightly guilty for setting that bitch on fire. Sure, she was alive when I did it, but it was no more than she deserved.

I meant what I said to the pack; no one will ever get away with hurting my mate again. It drove me crazy the past couple of days, thinking about that cunt and what she almost did to Lorcan. I couldn’t bear it one more second; that’s why I had this whole thing set up. I wanted to make an example of Nancy in front of the pack. I hadn’t a clue at first that Anja had taken it upon herself to draw Victor out.

When Anja came to me an hour ago and told me that she’d found Victor, I was shocked. Of course, I asked Anja how in the hell she managed to do what