Matthew Blackwood sat there in his holding underground cell with folded legs and folded hands till the break of dawn. His back was as rigid as a wood as he stared ahead unblinking.
He didn't twitch for once as his mind was focused on one plan - revenge.
He was once a cool headed man, but not anymore. No one would lose his family through the plan of another and will continue to be sane.
"We're going to kill them all. Every single one of them." His wolf kept muttering in his mind. "They took my mate from me. I'm not going to leave any stone unturned to get them."
"I can understand how much painful this is for you, but we will have to find out the truth before acting on this plan though." He tried to reason with his wolf, but he would hear none of it.
He had been silent from the moment he was separated from his mate, cutting off all communication with matthew.
