Chapter 61

Kieran’s POV My claws extended involuntarily as I gripped the phone, the screen cracking under the pressure. Beside me, Kyra slept peacefully, her delicate floral scent wrapping around me even as Ronan snarled in my mind. "The old wolf escaped," Ronan growled, his voice dripping with bloodlust. "We should have torn his throat out when we had the chance." I watched Kyra's sleeping form - the way her satin nightgown clung to her pregnant curves, how her golden hair fanned across my pillow. Like usual, she looked so hot but I’m not in the mood to make love to her tonight. I kept on thinking about what Emily must’ve told her for her to think about visiting her father. Fck! I loathe her father for killing my mom. He deserves to rot in hell but his current mate, Amanda, contacted me, saying Alpha Darian managed to escape. I thought everything was going perfectly the way I wanted it. I thought even just one of what I planned was going smoothly. I was wrong. "Fucking hell," I muttered under m