Chapter 103. Poison

Chris’s POV

I woke up anxious after a turbulent night of sleep. I went back to my pack house to attempt to regain my equilibrium, but my nightmares kept me up all night.

While the outcome of my brother’s life was in doubt, I couldn’t sit back and do anything. I had to murder the youngster. I simply lacked the motivation to carry it out.

My younger sister ran into my arms as soon as I entered the kitchen to tell me how much she missed me. My sorrow for being able to take a life so unlike my sister’s gripped me as I gave her a tight hug and played with her for a bit.

Where has my Caius gone? He hasn’t visited his home in a while. My brother is missed. Her intense blue eyes locked onto mine and made me feel sick to my core. When our father passed away, I couldn’t bear to see Rosie go through the same suffering as my other siblings.

To her, Caius represented that. Long before our mother ever intervened, he took over as her parent. Rosie would experience the