Her dilemma

KING ARLO'S POV

ANGER. FURY. OUTRAGE. WRATH. INDIGNATION.

I was feeling all these at once, and it was almost bringing me to a breaking point. I could hear my Lycan's growl at the back of my mind. He was just as inflamed with fury as I was. My hands stuck out, ready to morph into my Lycan and create gruesome havoc.

A firm hand held mine, forcing it down. My head snapped up and I was met with Ivan's cautious gaze.

"Don't do it." He said in a careful whisper. "We'll figure this out. Just don't create a scene."

Clenching my teeth so hard that it was almost grinding, I pushed back my Lycan to the corner of my mind. Still, I wished I could do something. Anything at all to prevent this injustice.

Gamma Micah led the entourage as they began walking out of the pack house building. There were a lot of cars parked in the large front yard. He had a smug smile on his face and his damned shoulders were raised. Vain pride!

The foreign men followed, Alphas of different werewolf packs, t