Chapter 62

“If something happens to her, I want you to know it is your fault,” Owen growled, looking at me. “If she is dead, her blood is on your hands!”

I was staring at him, frozen, speechless. He should be punished. I was his Alpha. He couldn’t speak to me like that in my house.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Liam getting up from the couch in the living room. He walked straight up to Owen and punched him square in the nose. I heard the sickening crack of bone breaking.

My mom and Jessie gasped loudly. Owen was growling, blood pouring from his nose.

“Take that back!” Liam yelled, and Marcus and Blake both dragged him away from Owen. “She is not dead!”

I ran to Owen and grabbed him from behind, locking my arms around him.

“She is not dead,” I told him. “I would feel it. She is alive.”

He was breathing heavily and shaking. A low growl vibrated through his entire body. I let go of him.

“What the hell is going on here?