Ian:
When the announcement came that we would be leaving for yet another mission the very next day, I felt it in my bones. My wolf writhed in pain. Anger burned through me. I wanted to rip off heads, to fight everyone in the main hall, anyone who kept eating after being told they'd be taken out like animals to slay monsters the next day. Even my own squad mates. They sat and ate like it was normal. Maybe it was for them.
Haiden had just taken revenge on Clementine's father. Clementine had gotten rid of the monster—her father. Yorick had found his mate in Clementine. Troy was off on some strange journey I couldn't even begin to understand. And then there was me, still needing to go back to my pack and sort things out. How was I going to do that? Weren't they supposed to let us return to our packs after every mission? It seemed they'd made a deal with these idiots, and these idiots didn't even remember it.
