Chapter 86

Summer POV

I’d thrown up twice since seeing the tail in the soggy cardboard box. Ezra rushed me into the house and forced me to drink a cup of water. The team gathered in the kitchen, minus Estelle, because Hunter took her away when my Grandfather showed up out of the blue.

“Who sent it?” Ezra demanded.

“The funny thing is it has the scent of wolves from this Pack,” Walker said. He was a blond-haired man about two years older than me, but he was a hard worker. I heard he didn’t care whose toes he stepped on as long as it got him to where he wanted to be.

“There’s nothing funny about this. It’s messed up! Who cuts off someone’s tail and sends it?” Brook was visibly shaken.

There were plenty of things that were unheard of and simply wicked in the werewolf world and chopping off someone’s tail was one of them. That wolf would never be the same again. Was he alive? Would he want to live after something like that happened to him?

“I know one per