GRAYSON

I was about a second away from burning the entire world down.

The mate bond was clouding my ability to think clearly; my thoughts revolved around finding Belle and never letting her out of my sight.

In the back of my mind, common sense was telling me none of these people here deserved my anger—especially not Kyle and Elijah, who had cared for my mate when I couldn’t. But that didn’t stop me from nearly grabbing Elijah and throwing him across the room when he didn’t immediately tell me what I wanted to know.

“It's my fault, Alpha,” he repeated, stepping in. “I left her.” “Elijah,” Kyle growled, blocking...