I had to keep my resentment in check. I barely stifled a growl that threatened to escape my throat, and I could see Jordan noticing my growing anger.
“Take it easy. We just need to get Noah,” Jordan urged.
“I know. But that girl set him up,” I replied, frustration evident in my voice.
"We'll handle her later," Jordan said quietly.
We made our way to the back of the building and quickly noticed that Samuel had put up very little protection. It seemed he believed he had the upper hand, but no one should underestimate the Iron Fang Pack. That was a lesson everyone should have learned by now. Clearly, Samuel enjoyed testing his limits.
As we neared the back window, we spotted Noah seated in a chair, flanked by four warriors—he didn't stand a chance of escaping that house. So, Jordan a
