Anthony
He walked from Mischa’s suite, and it was dark outside. He’d slept all afternoon and, despite having done so, he was still tired, and he knew why; his bond was broken, and she wasn't here inside this pack was out there somewhere well away from him. He’d grabbed a towel from her room and wrapped it around his waist so he didn’t walk naked through the packhouse to his own suite.
He passed by Harvey and May and the two of them looked at him. “A dozen more have left the pack, while you were doing goddess only knows what, for a day and a half now,” Harvey stated, sounding disappointed in him. “Seems your choice of Christy over Mischa was indeed very wrong now wasn’t it.”
“I’m aware of them leaving, you don’t need to remind me.” Anthony snapped right back and stalked off. He didn’t n
