Ace
‘We will just stay calm and leave everything to your family,’ Aamon purrs, wanting to calm myself as I gulp down the bile rising in my throat.
The greater good.
The greater good.
The greater good.
I keep repeating my mantra in my head, taking a deep breath while I tune out Aamon laughing and mocking me in my own mind.
Asshole.
‘Nobody ever promised you anything else, didn’t they?’
Reaching my comrades from the Royal Pack as they shift and position themselves around the already-shifted warrior, who is about to pin my brother down.
But why isn’t he fighting back?
What is holding him from battling an ordinary wolf?
He should be able to take him and the others down effortlessly, even in his normal form.
‘You think too much,’ Aamon groans, stomping around in my mind.
