A traitor is always afraid of fellow traitors. And Atticus is proving that.
My heart thuds as an oppressive silence settles over the scene. No one admits the truth to Atticus, provoking him to follow through with his cruel threat.
As George and the two others are dragged away, Atticus orders his Gammas, "Take every single family member they have! And before sunset, gather the entire pack to witness how they'll die!"
Then,...
He turns his glare, that's brimming with suspicion, on me. "I don't believe they're acting alone. How the hell did they find out Torrin is still alive and locked up in the prison's underground? Of course someone told them, right?"
I force myself not to look at him, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flinch.
When he storms back inside the mansion, I turn to Damian. "Are you just going to let your father do this?"
