Chapter 228

• I scowl at her parting words, along with most sat present, and disagree with her silently while separately glaring after her. Tied to Juan or not, Sierra should never be put at risk. That witch really is a cold and heartless one if she thinks sacrificing a life is the answer to everything.
• “Fuck, fuck, fuck … fucking, fuck!!” Colton’s spew of expletives and his hostile and loud elbow ramming into the bookcase near him startles me and the room with the sudden outburst. “We need to recall the pack, pick out the strongest, and apologize for making them do this all over fucking again! Then head to the mountain before dusk. God dammit. Fuck my life….. Most of them haven’t had a chance to recover, and now I’m asking them to put their lives on the line all over again.” He vents and kicks the wastebin across the floor with an impressive thrust to the desk, leaving it dented as it attempts a wonky roll under a chair. All eyes following and quietly understanding his need to get the aggression out.
• “The pack will do what’s needed. Not for you, but for them. The ones we left behind. They’re our familia. We won’t abandon them this time.” Meadow soothes him from her seated position, but the heaviness in the air is suffocating, and I know everyone feels the same way.