Chapter 81

KADE’S POV ‘Wake up, sleepy head.’ My eyes flew open at the sound of the voice—the one I hadn’t heard in what seemed like forever. ‘Jaxon?’ My wolf huffed. ‘So you recognize my voice. Did you even miss me?’ I sat up—and immediately regretted the movement when pain ricocheted in my skull. ‘Woah, easy.’ I groaned, grabbing my head. “What happened?” I asked. The last thing I remembered was downing two bottles of whiskey, and then running into…my grandfather? ‘I don’t know,’ Jaxon answered. ‘For the last couple of days, I’ve felt…trapped. I couldn’t talk or move or do anything and I had to watch that other beast manipulate you.’ My frowned deepened. Fenrath. Had my grandfather done something to silence Fenrath? How had he even known about him? I couldn’t feel him anymore. And all that rage and bloodlust and antagonism was just…gone. But the memories remained, and I winced as I skimmed through them. Beating Mason almost to a pulp, threatening and almost hurting Nora, and—oh goddess—Andrea.