Chapter 168

• Alpha Rolan’s POV
• I stood at the entrance of the palace, my pulse thrumming with the intensity of my anger. The guards hauled Griffin in, dragging him through the hallway, and I could already see the smugness drained from his face.
• He looked disheveled, his shirt wrinkled, his hair messy, a clear indication he had been up to something unsavory. The idea of him indulging himself, while Pandora was missing, sent a fresh wave of rage coursing through me.