(Aaron's POV)
I find him in his study at the Stone mansion, and he's pacing back and forth like a caged animal, his face twisted with rage and humiliation, and I watch as he makes phone call after phone call, as he barks orders at his Beta and his Gamma, as he throws things across the room in fits of uncontrolled fury, and what I see leaves me anxious with worry.
His eyes hold a dangerous glint, the kind of look a predator gets when it's been wounded and is planning its revenge, and I know that look, I've seen it before in the eyes of wolves who've been challenged and defeated, wolves who would rather die than accept their loss, and the way he keeps clenching and unclenching his fists, the way his jaw tightens every time someone mentions Sanya's name, tells me everything I need to know a
