Aliyah’s POV

“We have to attack tonight."

I was sick and tired of laying low and strategizing without doing anything. Jon nodded even though I freaking much knew he wasn’t going to get his ass up.

“We only move when we get the orders from Angus,” Sam hissed.

I stood up, sick of their gameplay. “If you’re going to sit your asses here and wait for some rogue wolf to pass by before killing it, then I’m out of here.”

No one spoke.

“It's your fault you know?” I continued, blood boiling with rage. “I was with a better team that was going to help me get what I want....