“I…” He’s staring at me, unable to form a response.

“They’re monsters!” I snarl. “All of them! They did nothing when your mate was killed, and now, they’re threatening to kill your son! You should be the one who’s pissed off!”

Drew turns around at a sound from over his shoulder just in time for Wyatt to pierce his chest with his claws.

I hear my friend gasp, and the air fills with the smell of his blood. There’s a vicious smile on Wyatt’s face. “That was a long ...