Chapter 39

Caspian Storm

The rogues never got to scream.

I gave them a chance, one heartbeat’s worth, to regret what they did. One look into my eyes was all they got before I tore them apart.

The first one died quickly. My claws sank into his chest and ripped through bone like it was paper. I could’ve dragged it out. I wanted to. But I had no time for games.

The second ran. I let him. For a few paces.

Then I was on him, teeth bared, fury burning hotter than any flame. I didn’t just kill him. I made him feel it. Every bone cracked beneath my fists. He begged and cursed me, as if that would save him.

It didn’t.

When it was done, I stood there, chest heaving, surrounded by blood. My wolf still snarled inside me, unsatisfied. He wanted more. Revenge wasn’t enough. We needed to protect.

Protect her.

My Luna. My mate.

Olivia.

I staggered back, drawing a long breath as my claws retracted. The rogues lay broken, their blood soaki