RONAN
"He didn't burn the pack." My men stood in front of me with his hands behind his back and his eyes straight ahead, delivering the news like it wasn't going to make me flip the table. "Just a few clearings here and there. Nothing major."
I stared at him for a long moment and then I sat back down slowly and said nothing. The disappointment settled in my chest like a stone dropping into still water. I had expected Damon to raze everything down.
That was the whole point. He burn a little, I burn everything, and then what I did becomes equal in the eyes of the pack, becomes justified, becomes a reaction instead of a betrayal. But of course Damon didn't do it.
Now this was frustrating because even now, even from a distance, even when he was my enemy, he was still better at this than
