Zane POV
Walking with Madison to the office, I grabbed her hand when I got worked up, and holding her hand helped keep me grounded. I squeezed her hand, which helped me push Blaze aside. He wanted me to return to our room and have some fun. He was fed up with all this killing and hunting down rogues, he wanted time with his mate, and though he was not pushing like he used to, it was still hard to keep him calm when I wanted the same thing.
We entered the office and I groaned internally. Only the last two boxes I needed to go through. There were just so many. Luckily, some were four or five taken from the same incident, but at different angles, but it was still not a nice thing to go through, and some of the children, that had been killed too, were the worst. Sadly, I knew some of the fac
