Funny how torturing a sociopath could ease tension, mused Roni.
Both packs had been restless since the car crash a few months ago, desperate to get their hands on those responsible. Dealing with Brunt had taken the edge off everyone’s anger, honing it into a lethal blade.
Having had their fun at the hut, Roni, Marcus, Nick, and Derren had returned to their territory to collect Eli, Zander, and Bracken. The plan was to meet the Phoenix wolves a short distance away from the jackals’ location, leaving Shaya with Jesse, Stone, and Kathy while Kent and Caleb monitored the border of their territory.
As everyone said their good-byes in the kitchen, Roni looked up at the male who’d tucked her into the cradle of his shoulder. “Was it hard?”
Marcus rubbed her lower back. “What?”