Chapter 23. On the Edge of Control

As I slowly approached, my eyes scanned Knox's features, searching for any hint that he might wrestle some control back from Havoc, who evidently had taken over. There was nothing; the wild, untamed look in his eyes told me that Havoc was firmly in charge.

“And the red is a dead give away too.” Sage sassed like now was the bloody time.

But despite Sage’s less than helpful chatter, I knew that Knox wasn’t returning and Havoc wasn't relinquishing control any time soon. But I relaxed somewhat because I had managed to calm him once before at the ball when the twins presented me as their mate; the memory burning the back of my brain giving me a flicker of hope that I could reach him again.

Extending my hand towards him as he lay on the floor, still bloodied and battered, I watched the bruises on his skin begin to heal slowly. Despite everything, I felt a wave of relief, knowing that at least his wolf was trying to mend the damage done to Knox's body.