Morgan’s POV

I stood by the window in my room like a stupid coward, hidden behind the curtain, watching Alora say goodbye to my beta and my brother.

Ragnar was on the verge of clawing his way out as my nails had turned into claws.

I stood there and watched as Jones hugged her. Harry whispered something in her ear. I watched as she paused and looked at the door briefly before her face fell, and she got into the car.

Then the car had pulled away, and somehow, a part of me went with it.

I had ...