Chapter 71. Sink or Swim

It was like time slowed, and everything happened in slow motion. I had no words to describe the wide range of emotions tearing me apart. I could feel the devastating fury rippling through Knox and knew before he turned to look at me that he was not entirely in control. Havoc was beneath the surface. And people were panicking.

Growing up in the pack house with Lilly, I had seen Rolo, Kane's wolf, so many times I could recall every detail about him: the colour of his fur, the way it shimmered when the light touched it, the sound of his howl as his paws padded on the floor when he chased Lilly and I.

Havoc, though: I had only seen a handful of times and never close up. I remember questioning Lilly as children and her telling me that Knox's wolf was naughty and not allowed out to play. Memories flashed through my mind, and I vaguely remember once overhearing Alpha and my father discussing how Havoc had ripped a rogue apart like a chew toy.

I had, li