CAELLUM’S POV

The Cosa Nostra was under attack!

Smoke filled everywhere as I watched dead bodies drop on the floor from my shots.

I never missed a shot.

It was the third attack on my headquarters since Naledi left. I was having a field day teaching these scumbags a lesson on whom they should be messing with.

With my recent separation, my wolf had gone rabid. All I cared about was the blood of my enemies and the drop of their bodies hitting the floor with cold and lifeless eyes. It was my darkest fantasy come alive.

“Alpha! Behind you!” I heard Marcel’s voice and a fiery hotness consumed a...