Chapter 98
Dane
The moment our eyes locked on him, I knew. The audacity. The arrogance in the way he held her. The f*****g claim in his stance.
Victor.
The bastard who stole our mate. The one who had sent that mocking letter. The one who had Annalise in his arms, touching her like he had any right.
I felt my control snap like a thin thread stretched too far. My claws extended, my fangs bared as rage curled deep in my chest.
“You son of a—”
Victor lifted a brow, smirking like he wasn’t standing in front of three Lycans seconds away from tearing him apart. "Ah, the infamous triplets. Welcome." His voice dripped with condescension. "I was wondering how long it would take you."
I was already moving before Sylus threw an arm in front of me, stopping me from lunging.
Victor’s smirk wide
