Eighteen years ago, the Blood Creek Pack was attacked by a neighboring pack and lost half the lives of its members.

 

Xavier, the current Alpha of Blood Creek Pack, was six years old when this attack took place. He lost his family and close friends along with his best friend, Daphne, who he thinks died in the attack.

 

What happened when he goes back for revenge and finds out that Daphne is still very much alive? Also, she happens to be his mate and he just killed her adoptive father.

I lay there on the infirmary bed, my eyes shut tight, praying silently for Xavier to leave. The tension in the air was thick—his presence lingered like a heavy weight on my chest. I wasn't in the mood to deal with his cold, demanding stare or the questions I knew were coming. Pretending to be asleep seemed like the best way to avoid a confrontation. But now, I had another problem.


The discomfort was becoming unbearable, but I wasn't about to open my eyes and face him just to ask for a bathroom break. It was a ridiculous situation—one that only I could find myself in. If I could just wait him out, maybe he'd leave.


But I could hear him still, pacing by the bed. Kyle came in briefly, exchanging a few quiet words with him before leaving again. I strained to catch their conversation, desperate for any sign that Xavier would go soon. Instead, I heard his voice, calm and authoritative.


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