Damon POV

It was frustrating when my wolf was pulling me in one direction and my pack in another. Kalilah was still out there. It had been two weeks, and I was doing my best to run the pack while still searching for her.

She was out there, trying to keep her distance from me. I hated thinking she’d run off, leaving me here without knowing what was going to happen. Why was she hurting me like this?

No—I had no right to say that.

Kalilah was suffering. She lost her brother, and the chances were that Axel was still alive, nursing his wounds and waiting to strike again. Waiting...