Chapter 66:

Brothers at War

Jasper’s

The Silverfang living room felt vast and empty, even though the rest of the house was quietly asleep around me. A single floor lamp threw a harsh, isolated circle of light across the expensive couch and the Oriental rug. I sat in that small pool of light, my hands clamped so tightly on my knees that my knuckles ached.

I should have been able to sleep. I was the Alpha, the one in charge. But my mind was running in tight, violent circles, always spinning ...