Chapter 18

ETHAN POV

    Heads bow all around me as I walk towards the entrance to the cells. But my rage and self-hate keep me from caring about how my mood is affecting my pack. Blasts of power are radiating from my body, and I like it. It keeps everyone away from me.

   I stomp down the narrow staircase, and my guards all bow low.

  "When will they arrive," I snap, and one of the younger guards begins to shake.

   "Two hours, my king," he answers while barely glancing at my blood and dirt-caked body.

  I growl and punch the wall. I need relief now. I need to hurt something the way I am hurting. Now that Miranda's emotions have drifted to peace, I can only focus on my misery. At least she is resting.

  "Mindlink me as soon as you have them chained," I growl, and he nods while not making eye contact.

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