Chapter 107 Hell Out

• CAMERON’S POV
• I shot out my hand just in time to catch Cadel’s arm as he lunged toward Dexter, his expression a storm of fury. I knew my brother was itching to confront the arrogant wolf about that infuriating wink—a gesture that felt both flirtatious and downright threatening. We might possess the strength of titans, but we were still outsiders in this pack. Guests who the true Alpha of Black Moon had handed an ultimatum. They didn’t need us now; if anything, our goodwill had come back to haunt us.
• “Let it go, bro,” I urged, pulling him back as we watched Dexter revel in his victory, the embodiment of arrogance. I could almost feel Anna’s horror radiating from the balcony as he stomped on Marcus’s blood, a grotesque display of dominance.