Ezra
I didn’t just put in a call to the police, I called my friend Detective Winters. It wasn’t that I couldn’t deal with Kevin Jackson and his skanky girlfriend on my own. I could easily hand happily finish them, dispose of the bodies, and the world would never miss such bottom-sucking scum.
Our pack had a general rule that we left humans to deal with their own justice system. They had their own laws, and their own standards of crime and punishment.
But Kristen was half-wolf. That made these injustices perpetrated against her a rather grey area.
And if I took Kristen as my mate?
Well, it wouldn’t be gray anymore. Anyone who hurt my mate was fair game, and it was better that Seth Winters understood the stakes.
If he didn’t solve this problem, I would. And he wasn’t going to like it
