AXEL
A YEAR LATER
I stare at the folder I have had on Jasper Lyon for the last few months as I lean further into my chair.
Elder Marcus has stayed with us since then, wanting his revenge as much as I do.
The information he gave me was all the basics, his height and weight, even his goddamn eye color, but nothing to indicate where he could be.
I made new rules and became more ruthless when dealing with rogues. The pack has grown more over the last few months, adding new members. Some were rogues, but they knew nothing about Jasper, only what they heard around. He was cunning, and he never stayed in the same place twice.
I was not too fond of the fact that he was still out there, still roaming around, free to do what he wanted.
Mace and I wanted his head.
The pack has become my main
