it was filled with a silent, seething mass of werewolves. They stood in their human forms, a sea of somber faces representing every pack tha

dies that surrounded them. In her hands, she clutched her mother's diary so tightly the leather imprint was seare

But nothing could erase the cold, waxy pallor of death, or the memory

the roar of an Alpha, but the raw, broken rasp of a grieving hu

sed, his jaw working. "But she was the strongest of us all. She did not need claws or fangs to have courage. She did not need th

first meeting, of picnics under the full moon, of her mother learning their traditions wit

n a fair fight. Not in an honorable challenge. She was murdered. Slaughtered by a coward who

the crowd. Eyes of amber, blue, and y

eding the rage of his people. "He believes our way is weakness. I say he is wrong! I say our strength is in our unity! Ou

and vengeance shattered the night's silen

hem all to a slaughter, draped in the noble banner of revenge. She looked down at the diary, at her mother's elegant sc

pack stepped forward. "We stand with you, Dane. We will fight. But their num

hen they are at their weakest. During the day. On the

our lives," the Timber

ed, his voice echoing with f

f that filled the air, but arrogant anticipation. Damon Clawson held court in a

hysical pain was nothing compared to the shattered wreckage inside him. The image of Skye's face, c

" one of the scouts reported, kneel

Their grief will make them slow. Their 'honor' will make them predictable." He turned his burni

careful control he always mainta

man," Derek said, his

ern wen

illed the White Wolf's ma

lenching. "She had no part in this war. She had no claws to d

w him his weakness! To show him that everything he loves, I can destroy! There are no 'i

held back for years finally pouring out. "Murdering a defe

ming. It connected with his jaw with a crack that echoed through the c

ft. It has filled your head with pity." He leaned down, his voice a venomous whisper. "That hu

lip. He looked his father dead in the eye, no

ching the revelation dawn on his father's fa

face. "Then you will have a front-row seat when we crush her pack. You will help me capture her father. And when I am done with him,

and absolute, consumed him. A growl ripped from Derek's throat, so deep and feral it didn'

h led only to death and darkness. There was no honor

Derek snarled, his vo

r, on the pack, on his birthrig

ou go? Back to the humans? They will never accept what you are! You

going. He only knew he had to get away. He had to fi

dy led him to destroy the only good