Chapter 61

Kavan’s POV

I pounded my fist on the desk, the sound resonating across the quiet of my workplace. Reversing the incident on the training grounds over and over in my memory sent a surge of irritation over me. Why had Autumn been defended? Why had I enabled Marcus's comments to irritate me? She was a liar, a manipulator, a lady with a covert goal, I knew. Still, the sight of her weak and alone self had set off a basic need to guard her from the poisonous remarks of my packmates.

I ran a hand through my hair, the motion not helping much to release the tension coursed through my body. Tucked between allegiance to my pack and a forbidden attraction to a lady who might bring about its demise, I was a wolf imprisoned between two worlds.

Marcus walked in when my door cracked open, his face a mask of disgust. With contempt in his voice, "What was that all about?" he asked. "Defending that gold digger in front of the pack as a whole?"

Marcus's charge hung in the air, heavy with his contempt. I