DanteI stood by the side of the bed, feeling frozen as her words hung in the air between us.I wanted a divorce, she had said, looking right through me like I was nothing but trash on the side of the road.Before I could even figure out how to respond to that brutal sentence, the bedroom door slammed open against the wall. Bret rushed into the room without even knocking, his breathing heavy and his face drained of color."Dante, we have a situation outside," Bret panted, gripping the doorframe to steady himself."I'm busy right now, Bret," I growled, not taking my eyes off Violet's pale face for even a second."No, you need to hear this right now," Bret insisted, stepping further into the room. "The perimeter team just found four dead rogues near the eastern border."I frowned, glancing toward him. "Did our guards kill them?""No," Bret said, shaking his head fast. "Their throats were torn out by something way bigger than our wolves. The tracks belong to a giant, unregistered wolf."
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