Chapter 39
Rafe
Everything I thought I knew wasn’t true. I had thought my father had been sick because of something outside of our control. I had to put my father down because this had been a long game for my olderbrother.My appetite completely disappeared as soon as those words left Jade’s lips. I no longer cared about sitting with my family. I didn’t care about the food that had been prepared for us. Nothing else mattered except for the thoughts I needed to process. There were so many things I had thought I knew. I thought I was the oldest. How dare he keep these things from me? They never found the body and just assumed. Assumptions got you killed. It was the first thing I was taught in my training.
How did Damian manage to even poison my father? Ford had to grow up without a dad because of a deranged psychopath. A deranged psychopath that shared blood with the both of us. What did this even mean? Did this change the course of our planning? I slammed my chair back and didn’t say another word as I fled my family, my mate, and my Guardians. There was absolutely nothing else to be said. If my mother had more information on mybrothershe could share it with my men. They would plan accordingly while I dealt with all the emotions flooding me. No one followed me as I stormed across the Pack Lands. I didn’t know where I was going and frankly, I didn’t give a damn.
All I cared about was being alone. When I made it to the edge of our lands, I stopped and circled back. The need to fight thrummed through my veins. I took a left in the split on the path and went straight for our training grounds. As soon as I walked out onto the sand, everything inside of my body centered. I took a deep breath and launched myself at the first dummy. My claws came out and slashed right through the bag. I didn’t waste any time as I bounced from each dummy and fighting simulation. With perfect ease, I navigated around the new setup the guys had put together for their next training. I didn’t care that it wasn’t set up for me. Violence hummed through my veins.
When every obstacle had been run through and all the dummies had been gutted, my breath came out in sharp pants. Sweat slid down my temples but the need for blood was still strong. I wasn’t going to be content until Damian’s blood was spilled. I was going to be the one to do it too.
