One to Go

"Wait… Graeme!" Greta called, watching her brother stalk back through the treehouse with the clear look of determination on his face. "Where are you going?"

"The dungeon," he growled through his teeth without looking at any of them.

This was something he needed to do right now—to face the fuckers who put his mate and his family and his entire pack in this situation. According to Greta, Sylvia, and Sam the elders had signed the pack up for unlimited future donations of their alyko to the vampire. They had also helped orchestrate his parents' murders. And they were responsible for what happened tonight.

"But… but Selah…" Greta stuttered, reaching after him without any real conviction. If he had made up his mind, there was no stopping him.

"I'll go with him," Sam reassured her, grabbing her outstretched hand and kissing it to earn a soft smile from her. He did the same to his mother's hands before jogging off to catch up with his Alpha.