Chapter 145

• Bennett's POV
• I stormed through the hallway, my anger and frustration boiling over like a pot left unattended on the stove. My wolf was raging inside me, its fury and indignation fueling my own emotions. I could feel its hot breath on the back of my neck, urging me to confront the source of our discontent.
• As I reached the guest room, I flung open the door and bellowed for my wives to join me. Olivia, Bianca, and Selene scurried into the room, their faces pale and worried.