Chapter 163Dylan's POVEveryone and everything was tugging on me from all sides, each one of them requiring pieces of my time, my attention, my patience. I hated it. I hated sitting in room-and-room strategy sessions with Shane, I hated hearing Nathan strut around his words as if he were the only one who could plan a rebellion, and worst of all, I hated waiting.Waiting was for the weak. For men who had no claws, no hunger, no fire in their bellies. And I was not those things.I lusted for Lessie. No, I needed her. She belonged to me by birthright, and the longer she remained in Duaine's pack, the more I could feel my blood boiling in my veins. That she would laugh at him, dine with him, perhaps even rest in his bed made my wolf to seething rage within me like a beast.I slammed my fist on the table in front of me, and the wood shuddered. "Enough," I growled."What now?" Shane asked, twirling his glass. "You've paced back and forth like a caged panther since breakfast."I glared at h
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