KEVIN’S POV

I placed the log of wood on the large boulder and split it with one swift swing. I tried to focus on the task but my mind kept drifting to Kiara.

God knows how she was doing in that musty dungeon. Dad wanted to keep her in the cell till she agreed to shift. When I protested, he commanded me to chop the wood.

Shaking my head, I placed another branch on the boulder and hacked it with the heavy axe. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I continued to chop the wood in the scorching sun.

In a while, the urge to keep chopping subsided. Alpha must...