Chapter 134

• ZACHARY’s POV.
• Plopping down on the chair, I massage the space between my brows as anger continues to wash over me. How did she escape and no one could stop her? It is still so annoying that someone entered my pack house and took her and not one of them could stop the person. The worst part is that no one saw his face. He killed two of my men and left like he fucking owned the place:
• I lean forward on the chair as my gaze falls on the three men standing in front of me. They were supposed to be guarding her and now..