Dominic’s POV
I paced in my office, fuming at everything that had transpired. My den was in shambles, my pack in disarray, and Melody was gone. During the full moon last night, I had gone on a rampage during the run and had torn any wolf who crossed my path to shreds.
I scowled at the map behind my desk and winced, the wound on my face pulling at the odd angle. The Bastard Theodor Grave had nearly taken off half of my face when he attacked me, my Melody getting away with him. I had called the two gate guards who were on duty to come to my office earlier, executing them the moment they entered. I had pulled their hearts from their chests myself, feeling g the exact moment the failures broke from the pack link.
Dominion was unhappy with the loss of more underlings, but even more so with t
