Charlie's P.O.V.I wanted to turn around, march back into Killian's office, and have our long-overdue fight. It felt like it was time to put everything on the table, but not with Natalie there. She couldn't be present for that conversation because he would always choose her and side with her on ever

Charlie's P.O.V.The cold metal of the shackles bit into my wrists as I stared at the wall ahead of me. The loud, white noise in my head blocked out the other sounds around me, but I was distinctly aware of healers rushing to me to stop the bleeding.It didn't matter though. The more I bled, the bet

My heart stopped at the gesture, and I was filled with pride that my brother had grown so much. I had been convinced that he would never submit or bow to anyone. Yet, he sat before his mate, his breathing uneven, grabbing her hands in his.Everyone in the room seemed to share the same surprise, and

Killian sat back in his chair but didn't look as angry as I expected. Frustrated, yes. But not angry."You always come home and immediately start demanding that I change how I do things, cause a scene, and then leave, and I won't hear from you for several months at least! I'm not the only problem in

"Probably, but you'll never be free of me. You're my family." My brother's presence disrupted our moment, and the army fell quiet as the time had finally come for us to head to the battlefield. Most of the pack had shifted and was standing on two or four paws. Some wolves even had witches or other