Chapter 113

CARTER’S POV

I had been cooped up in this house for days. Whoever thought being an Alpha meant freedom was sorely mistaken. We had called all the wolves home for their own safety but rather than be grateful, they spent their days bickering.

I should have left them out in the world where the hunters could find them. The wolves at the rocky mountains had gotten their pound in flesh. They had lost one of their own to hunters and had taken the lives of five hunters.

Their Alpha set out to make a statement and he did. The hunters there had retreated immediately. They were not going to win an all war, not with the pack at full capacity.

And now my wolves wanted to go out and get their pound of flesh. I already killed about eight hunters but they did not know that. And the group that took Arianna was not the group that killed my wolf. The locations were too far apart.

They wanted their pound of flesh but I already got it. Now they were bickering because they missed the action. This was rid