My fingers tug at his shirt, the fabric tearing under my grip, and I feel Eric’s hands on my shoulders, his lips moving lower, trailing fire across my skin. It’s raw, consuming, the kind of heat that could burn this whole pack house down. 

I want more—more of Rick, more of Eric, more of this bond that makes us whole, even without her.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” a voice snaps, sharp and raw, cutting through the haze.

I freeze, my lips still on Rick’s, my hands gripping his hair. I turn my head, slow and deliberate, and there she is—Lia, standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock, her face a storm of fury and something else, something that makes my wolf howl. 

My smirk widens, slow and deliberate, as I meet her gaze, letting her see every bit of the monster she hates.

Chapter 37: Shattered Trust 🐺🔥🌙


I stare at Rick, my breath stuck in my throat, my heart pounding like it's going to burst. The old man's body lies crumpled on the floor, his neck twisted unnaturally, his lifeless eyes still wide open. Rick just killed him—snapped his neck like it was nothing.


He steps closer, his voice soft, almost careful. "You okay, Lia?"


I shove him back hard, my hands trembling, my voice sharp and shaking. "Don't touch me!"


My chest feels tight, the walls closing in, so I stumble to the dining table and sink into a chair. My appetite's gone, the food in front of me cold and useless. I look at them—Dorian, Eric, Rick, Dean—all staring at me, their heavy eyes watching like they're waiting for me to say something.


The mate bond burns in my chest, a cruel, hot pain tying me to these idiots, but right now, I want nothing to do with them. My voice comes out low, unsteady, but demanding. "What's going on? Tell me the truth."


Chapter 38 - chapter 37