Chapter Fifty-Five

Sullen Sullen ran because Roan wanted her to, not because she thought leaving him there with her deranged ex was a good idea. But Roan would know Ridge better than she would, apparently. She vaguely remembered Roan mentioning a brother when she snooped in his room that day, but he mentioned nothing else about it. Obviously, they weren’t close. Especially since Ridge wanted to kill Roan for some reason. For some power-hungry reason, it seemed. Sullen swallowed the vomit lodged in her throat, and ran as fast as she could toward the woods, hoping to make it to the pack house. There was a full-blown war taking place around them. Rogues and pack members were tearing each other to pieces. Sullen stopped to shift, her wolf full of pent-up anger from finding out the truth. For being trapped in a war that was stupid, and selfish. Ridge had missed his calling, for sure. He'd fooled her completely. If Ridge made it out alive she’d suggest acting school, since being an alpha was