Chapter 67

Alora pov

He is quick on his steps, and I have to run after him to catch up with him. Dane is right behind, and we need to calm him down before he burst right into her room and force food down her throat.

"Aron stop!" I try to grab his arm and make him stop, but he simply snatches it away from me and keeps going. He is determined, and I can't force him to stop, no one can.

"Please listen to me and don't make the situation worse than it is." I try again to plead with him when he pushes the entrance doors open so they almost fall off the hinges.

He simply ignores my pleading and keeps walking down the stairs. Hearing Dane walk after us, I'm getting more irradiated with Aron for being this way. If he for once could think one step ahead instead of making everything worse by not being reasonable.

"Aron, you need to fucking listen to me, this is not the way to go about it!" I shout at him while trying to keep up with his pace when he pushes the door open to the pack house and walks rig