Grim POV I shoved the letter into my pocket, wore a black turtleneck to accompany the black trousers I was putting on, and walked away. Anger boiling within me as I walked towards my car. Can't I have a week to myself? Can't they just leave me alone for a week? Many scary thoughts ran across my mind as I imagined what Daemon would be doing to Olivia by now. Gosh, she has already suffered enough already, attempted death twice, and all because I was not there to help. Now that I am with her, by her side, I would rather die than allow that to happen to her. I drove my car towards the pack palace, readying the whole pack to fund her. How did they get into the room without my notice? Immediately I stepped outside, Magna and Becky rushed to me, their faces carrying deep frowns on them. “Grim, my son, where have you been? I have been looking for you.” Magna said her eyes filled with worry, and for a moment I wanted to give in to her motherly warmth. The one I was used to, but my mi
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