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Thirty-Seven
Ryker
Ronnie did not dawdle, finding me in the living room after only a few minutes had elapsed. She wore a determined expression and began speaking the second she was seated beside me.
“I don’t understand what happened with Seth. I never got the impression he could do something as horrendous as what I witnessed with my own eyes, but we need to find him.”
She had informed me earlier about the head healer absconding after mistreating the males under his care when I had insisted on her giving me something to go on, and I pulled the rest of what I knew about the older male from Remus after the fact.
I wanted to murder him on principal for daring to make a pass at my obviously claimed mate, but beyond that, he was a dead man walking for knowingly harming another wolf in his care.
It was only a matter of time until his number was up, and I would gladly play the role of grim reaper when that moment arrived.
Al
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