Chapter 100 Death And Despair

• Ryan
• "ENOUGH!" I scream, huffing in every breath and exhaling horribly as I lead my warriors out of the woods. The elder's warriors all halt as well, the war-torn woods outside my palace now torn to splinters. "BRING ME FRITZ! NOW!"
• My wolf is fuming, itching to come out and rip through everyone as I have been, but I am sick of this fighting. It was minimal at first, practically just tapping shoulders and screaming profanities. Then the wolves took over, including my own, and it was bloodshed after that. I just want my mate, I want her safe, and I am sick of their lack of transparency on why Olivera and the rogues are claiming atrocities against them.