Kestrel's POV
"Control your wolf," Zeph's has always made me do that with my wolf, it was firm and commanding. But right now she's already in full force, snarling and clawing at my insides, begging me to let her unleash the terror that lives within her. She wants blood. She wants revenge. She wants to tear Sophia apart for what she did to Tyler.
But a deeper part of me, the human part that still clings to reason, wants to know what the hell is in Zeph's drawer that's so important. What could possibly be worth stabbing someone over? I stare at Tyler who's bleeding and groaning on the floor, his face twisted in pain. Luna is still pressing her hands against his wound, her face pale with fear.
Sophia is shaky and moving in haste, her eyes darting between me and the door. She knows her time
