Chapter 14 Murder In Oakland

• DENVER.
• I drove the car back to my Pack before coming to an abrupt halt. Pushing the door open, I stormed out of the vehicle and headed straight toward the chamber. My heart was pounding with a fiery rage and my footsteps were heavy enough to crush the dry, crisp leaves beneath my boots.
• I flung the front door open and the metal clang echoed the fury in my soul. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as Eliana's voice kept replaying in my head.