Chapter 162

• Dane
• The roars and growls of Ironclaw Pack's great hall faded into the distance as I strode down the dark and cold corridor toward Luisa’s chambers. Each thunderous step of my boot against polished stone echoed my fury, Kade's audacious demand to get rid of your woman burning hot in my veins with an unnerving intensity.
• The night air was sharp with the scent of moss and iron, but it did not quell the raging storm within me. Luisa's coldness, her weak collapse, my guilt at the blood of her parents on my hands, all those spun together into a whirlpool threatening to drown me. I needed to see Luisa, to know she was safe, to anchor myself against the turmoil unleashed by Kade.