Henry couldn’t keep his focus on the road as he rode, thinking about the Chase castle and everything that had happened.

“Damn it, Lance was now the Supreme Alpha, even if temporarily; Henry wanted to vomit.” He felt enraged by the whole situation, spending about three hours imagining cruel and satisfying ways to kill Lance. “But for now, he accepted what James had said. They couldn’t do anything against Lance now, not without putting Helena’s safety at risk. He knew her ...