CHAPTER 48

GRIFFIN

There was not a single fucking rogue. Not one trace of a wolf nearby. What the fuck was going on?

With every step, every quiet corner of the land that I found, my blood boiled hotter.

It was just me, Louis and a few of the other Carrington Knights left outside—each doing one last inspection. I'd sent the others back. There was no need for them all to be out now that the eclipse had passed the sun had begun to rise.

Now that there were no wolves.

One thought kept plaguing me as I walked the perimeter again and again, following the line of the woods, scanning and waiting and watching.

I was a fucking stupid captain if I had let this happen. If I hadn't considered the possibility of this before I bothered to bring my team here.

Did Amelia set us up?