I walk back to the packhouse slowly, my steps dragging, my thoughts heavy. My thoughts circle around what I learned from Nyx and Piper’s. Her tear-soaked face sticks to my mind like a tattoo.
I feel for her. I feel her fears, the uncertainty of the situation. If Calvin hadn’t been locked up, they’d probably be celebrating the news, instead of Piper being all alone, crying her eyes out.
I wish I could do something to help. I’m even toying with the idea of letting Calvin go for her sake, but what about me? What about the justice I deserve? Because of his actions, his greed, he wrecked my life and almost got me killed.
If Micah hadn’t helped me escape, I’d probably be dead by now, executed for conspiring against my alpha, and with my death, there would have been Aspen’s too.
As much as I’
