Chapter 93

Xander’s Pov I was helping the troops against the rogue attack when Daisy called me to tell me about what happened to Grace. All my blood turned cold. A torrent of grief and anger surged through me, my vision turned red thinking about the consequences and I couldn’t let my mind drift toward that point when I knew Grace needed me. I wanted to tear down the whole Blood Moon pack, rage coursed through my veins and all I could hear was the deafening sound of my own growl. I knew going to Blood Moon Pack was a bad idea from the start. My wolf howled in rage, despair, and pain and I wasn’t in good condition. I needed to see her, wanted to feel her. She was my heart and I wasn't letting a mere poison take her away from me. “Hold on, Gracie, I am coming,” I growled and shifted to run toward the hospital. I wasn’t going to wait for a car to come and take me. If it wasn’t a war earlier, it was damn well now. Now it was personal. Lizzie just count your day and I will shred you into pieces along w