CAELIN POV
I was living in a neverending nightmare and Crescent Moon was the f*****g gravitational center of it.
I stood in the middle of the packhouse corridor watching two warriors drag another i***t toward the dungeon while somebody screamed somewhere downstairs and honestly?
At this point I was considering burning the entire territory to the ground and calling it no man's land.
Nothing about this pack was stable anymore.
Nothing worth saving either. If it had once been that is.
Not after Jasper.
Not after Noah.
Not after finding out half the warriors here were either corrupt, spineless, or stupid enough to question my authority after everything that had happened.
The dungeon was crowded now.
Chloe was still there, whining and begging to whoever passed her cell. She'd even b
