Chapter Fifty-Six

Roan Ridge’s rage was heavy. Roan could feel it. Even though Ridge had left the pack decades before, he still felt a connection to him deep down. You couldn't erase such a deep connection that easily. The anger was heavy. Roan wanted to reach out to Ridge, try to calm him down, but it wasn’t happening. Ridge was too far gone. He'd been stewing on this idea for decades, and there was no changing his mind at this point. Ridge paced back and forth, snapping and growling. Roan knew this would only end with one of them dead. He didn’t want to kill his brother. He loved him. No matter his sick twisted desire to take over the pack, Roan loved him. Roan wasn’t surprised that Ridge was able to reach out using mind link. They’d been linked for so long as children. Up until Ridge left like a thief in the night. Roan should have questioned it more, but he didn't. He never imagined he'd meet him again under these circumstances, with his brother wanting to take over his pack. Are you scared? R