WARNING: the sex in this chapter is not for the faint of heart!
Cole’s POV
I stared at the blood on the ground, wondering if guilt or regret was going to hit me. If I would feel anything at all seeing the people I used to care for and love lying dead on the floor.
I didn’t…
I didn’t feel anything seeing my parents ripped to shreds. I didn’t feel sorrow as their still warm blood trickled down my fingertips and dropped onto the hardwood surface of my desk. I didn’t feel regret as I looked into my mother’s still horror-stricken face. I didn’t feel any guilt over the mangled body that once had been my father but now lay without a heart in his chest. All I felt was my wolf’s anger, as he prowled my mind.
He was pissed!
Pissed at the people who still hadn’t been able to locate his mate. Pissed at said mate that she kept eluding him. And pissed at his parents who had suggested that he “let her go”…
Let his mate go?