*Warren’s POV*
I have paced the length of my bedroom so many times I have started to check for wear and tear on the tiles. Twenty-four tiles to be exact. I knew what she was asking of me and I knew the implications of that decision. It pissed me off that she had the nerve to ask it of me. Jingling the car keys in my hand, I knew I had to decide on what to do, and the time was now.
“f**k it,” I mumbled, storming out of my room, out of my home. The drive to the pack house was long and arduous, it almost made me consider moving into the room designated for me. Almost.
Reaching the end of the driveway, I noticed the wolves of rank chatting on the porch. Everyone was more at ease now that our Alpha was gone, but would they surrender their newfound freedom to the ones who betrayed Cole? Or wo
