MARCUS
I frowned as I watched the black SUV make its way towards the cabin that had become my temporary living place. My pack house was no longer safe - not with the Council breathing down my neck and that sad little excuse of an Alpha playing detective, at least, so I had preferred to move to a more anonymous place.
I clenched my fist, feeling anger rise.
I'd been too sure of myself that day at the Council - too sure of my plan. I'd planned that day down to the last detail, considering every possible outcome and variable, and yet ... I'd lost. Somehow, Connor Blackwood, despite the weakness that being two years without his mate and the distraction her and their bastard provided, had won.
I hadn't taken into account his move. No other wolf, ever, in any match, had ever tried to esca
