Chapter 442. Head North West

Edward POV

Winston is pacing the floor of the South pack house living room. His anger is palpable. Normally he is the calm one, but now he is losing his cool. Mom has gone too far, and I am afraid of what this means. A line has been crossed and I don’t think Winston will ever recover. The way she commanded us to sit when she was grilling Macy was cruel and uncalled for.

“Would you stop pacing?” Mom snaps at him.

A threatening growl comes from Winston’s lips, and Dad jumps to his feet. He tackles Winston to the ground and snarls in his face.

I wait for Winston to submit, but he doesn’t. Snarls fill the living room, and I can see Winston’s claws slipping from his fingers. If I don’t break this up, Winston will kill him.

Father must realize it as well because he is attempting to pull Dad off Winston. Dad throws Father off of him, and he flies across the room. I let a growl rip from my chest, and everyone in the room freezes.

I grab Dad by the