Chapter 78

Deimos POV

I stop at the gate of the Dark Moon Pack. There is a caravan of beat-up old cars following me. I roll down the window and gesture to the guard.

“Let them through,” I tell him.

His mouth is hanging open like a dead fish. “All of them?”

“Yes,” I sigh.

Reluctantly the guard moves out of the way and lets me pass. I can feel the eyes of the pack members standing alongside the road as I lead the caravan through the pack. Pack members are huddled together in groups whispering loudly. I can feel their distrust following us.

I should have known this was going to be a problem. First, I kick my father out of the pack, and then I bring in rogues. This is bound to end badly, but my father left me no choice.

Bandit’s mate is sitting in my passenger seat. She hasn’t said a word to me since she acknowledged that I had to kill her mate.

I glance at her out of the corner of my eyes. Her fingers are perched on the edge of the window as she lets the breeze blow throug