Chapter 80

Bryan's POV

"Bryan I," Torey began but I cut him off as I stood in front of him and Prince.

"Torey, you don't need to say anything. You and I deal with things very differently and in my eyes, she deserved it." I stated knowing that he was shocked at what had happened. At how brutal and merciless I could be.

He probably expected me to kill her quickly and snap her neck in two, but I didn't want to give her that pleasure.

She wanted to kill my mate and my daughter, and my wolf and I didn't take that too kindly.

She had taken so much from my mate, and Luara hasn't even realised. I haven't been able to tell her that she wouldn't be able to have another child.

Prince caught my attention as he grabbed my right wrist, looking down at my second- or third-degree burns. "You need to get that sorted." He said as he dropped his grip, looking at me with a frown.

I mind linked Greg to set up the pack infirmary for our wolves and for him to check my hands.

I looked around, watching as my pack wolve