Chapter Forty

Roan Roan fought with his wolf on the way down to meet the pack. He had ten different ideas on marking Sullen. It was as if the entire world did not matter anymore. Screw the rogues. The pack. All he could think about was his plans to mark her. It’d been his wolf’s ultimate goal since he first transitioned. He left Sullen so she could get a shower and relax. After the incident with her mother, he knew she needed some time to process it. He didn't blame her for wanting to shift. Mrs. Andrews drove him up the wall, too. Jacob met him in the yard. “They made it back yet?” “Yeah, they’re waiting out back,” Roan said. “They told me they think there is a mole in the pack.” Jacob’s brows raised. “Who?” Roan wasn’t sure telling Jacob about Sullen’s idea of her mother potentially being in on it was a good idea. He shrugged. “I’m not sure. To be honest, it could be anyone. I’m not going to rule anyone out yet. I’m sure some of the pack will think it’s Sullen, because the rogues showed up