Damien POV

"Alpha Ethan's forces are at the border. Hundreds of wolves."

My fist slams into the wall before the scout finishes speaking. Stone cracks under my knuckles, and the pain feels good. Real. Something I can control when everything else is spiraling.

'This is her fault.'

Grace. That disobedient, scheming bitch.

Rage burns through my chest, hot and familiar. I've felt this anger before—every time she defied me, every time she looked at me ...