Sixty Five.

Xander

He had lost it. They both had.

Ant and Jaxon were talking in hushed tones. I wasn’t sure why when we could hear everything they were saying.

Ant was trying to convince Jaxon that going to the Night Shadow Pack without permission was a death wish.

“Would you rather we let Blue stay with that twat?” Jaxon snaps.

“Obviously not. But we can do it without that pack.”

“Look at you. You can barely walk. You said it yourself, the pack lost a lot of wolves because of what Quinn did.”

“Yes, but going to them means we will owe them. Luna Emilia was friends with Luna Charlotte and still, she continued to warn us not to mingle with them.”

“I am not leaving my mate in his clutches.”

“I will go!”

They both turn to look at me. Ant with his eyebrows knitted together in a deep frown. My brother had a near identical look.

“What the fuck are you talking about Xander? How will you going, make a difference?”

“I’m not going as a member of Red Moon. I am not going as Blue’s mate. I will go as their b