chapter234

  "She's finally here; where have you been? I missed having you around." Anselm said the moment Jasmine opened the two large, heavy doors that led into the pack house. Anselm seemed to have been waiting for me all night because he remained in the same position he was in when I left, but what broke me was the fact that Alaric was still his foot stool. Seeing Alaric powerless like that scared the hell out of me, but I tried to compose myself. I hate to see him suffer, and I couldn't even handle it when Adolph tried to kill him in my presence. Seeing him this way triggers a part of me that wants nothing more than to see Anselm below my feet as I squeeze out the life from him. Seeing Alaric helpless on the floor makes me forget that I am not meant to act irrationally and that I'm meant to bring peace to the world. "Get your legs off him," I threatened with a low but loud growl. Anselm seemed to have received my warnings by immediately removing his legs from Alaric. "I've had my men search